To capture the horizon where everything seems deserted
You have to know how to be silent to get the sound
I wouldn't know how to tell you if the light is there
Who knows why?
So far from my flesh
From our markers
As great as was hoped
From war to war
All these background screens assaulting our eyes
It hurts to believe it but it's true
In these rivers of passion that traverse our lands
I will go and dig down, into the light
So far from my flesh
From our markers
As great as was hoped
From war to war
So far from my flesh
From our markers
As great as was hoped
From war to war!