And nothing more that keeps its sense
fire looses its warmth and its light
The truth is lost behind a fence
cannot show what is wrong and what's right
But dusk and void became alive
they call, they pray, they whisper to be heard
And ask to join them, just to try
to turn into a songless bird
fire looses its warmth and its light
The truth is lost behind a fence
cannot show what is wrong and what's right
But dusk and void became alive
they call, they pray, they whisper to be heard
And ask to join them, just to try
to turn into a songless bird