Waking in this place, that is fake like all these faces
I'm eager for escape, like a word in a whisper
I remember ancient splendours, wrapped in time and locked in my limbs
I'd like it for you, my sleeping sons
Dream for your sons and wake up for your pure rights of life
fight for your own deserts and fill all your fears with what you'd like
Don't know if I'm ready for this endless world which I'm scared about
This is what I want for you, my sleeping sons
Dreaming for this place to live the wishes now
filling empty space with brave and give it to you
Before the end of time, I'll make this revolution
before the reckoning, to build your life again
Dream for your sons and wake up for your pure rights of life
fight for your own deserts and fill all your fears with what you'd like
Without fear this place will be, with endless dusk over my head
shining rivers at my feet, with no regrets.
Dreaming for this place to live the wishes now
filling empty space with brave and give it to you
Born upon sand
Born from desire
Shelter to breed
Guarded from all the lies
to live
to breathe
to feel
to love
Enchanted land
Beautiful light
This all is for you
come on open your eyes
to see
to smile
to born
to love
I remember ancient splendours, wrapped in time and locked in my limbs
I'd like it for you, this will come true
Dream for your sons and wake up for your pure rights of life
fight for your own deserts and fill all your fears with what you'd like
Don't know if I'm ready for this endless world which I'm scared about
This is what I want for you, my sleeping sons
Dreaming for this place to live the wishes now
filling empty space with brave and give it to you.
The Joke
Autor: Tystnaden
Album: Sham Of Perfection
Tystnaden
Autor: Tystnaden
Album: Sham Of Perfection
Rewards
Autor: Tystnaden
Album: Sham Of Perfection
Hate
Autor: Tystnaden
Album: In Our Eye