Tekst Utworu
Hey, what if I say
that all that you see
Is just uncountable Lie
No matter if it's just a game
Life will fly
Like a bullet through the glass
I hope one day, I want it real
If fate'll be knocking on my door
I still would stand and still would feel
That silent beat inside my core
And if there's no sense
So, what's the point
In my infinite tries
Maybe I am forever blind, but
You must be alive
Just open your eyes
I hope one day, I want it real
If fate'll be knocking on my door,
I still would stand and still would feel
That rattling beat inside my core
No time to cry, no time to fear
One thing is matter till you're torn
(You're torn)
It's time to find, it's time to fight
Before you hear your beat no more
No time to cry, no time to fear
One thing is matter till you're torn
(You're torn)
It's time to find, it's time to fight
Before you hear your beat no more
It's time to lose or to defeat
Nobody could explain the lore
Way's made by own desire and soul
It might be a deadly task wherefore
No time to sleep, no time to fail
Before you hear your beat no more
Your turn to choose or choose to cheat
Be King of the Game or Fate's outlaw
Written by: Alex Kestner
