Song Description
Death, rebirth and all points inbetween
Song Length |
5:19 |
Genre |
Rock - Progressive Rock |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Our quest itself is hope
It helps us cope as we walk on this barbed wire tight rope
The ashes grey with much left to say
Just a prelude
For tomorrow brings us new day
And with its first rays
We keep at bay our desparate ways
So we scour the desolate lands
and we scavenge all the burning sands
Will we ever hold in our hands
the purest forms of ties that band?
The end is in sight
The passage is breached
Never to leave again once I reach