Dead city, houses abandoned
We are perishable, built on sand
All those sorrows, all that bliss
What’s left is a little dust
Release us from here, let us dream
Let us resist mortality
Before we are dead, neglect nothing
For now and all time.
For now and all time
We could be gods
In a world of our own
We could be gods
Why don’t you realize
That we could be gods
If you were ready for it
We could be gods.
Abandoned temples, silent witnesses
The Tooth of Time is gnawing at us
Infinity wants to bend us
Robs us of the view of eternity
Release us from here, let us dream
We’ll build a world of our own
Before we turn to dust, neglect nothing
Detect a piece of infinity
For now and all time
We could be gods
In a world of our own
We could be gods
Why don’t you realize
That we could be gods
If you were ready for it
We could be gods.
For now and all time
We could be gods
In a world of our own
We could be gods
Why don’t you realize
That we could be gods
Would you be ready for it
When we could be gods?
Dead city, abandoned houses
We are mortal, built on sand
All those sorrows, all that bliss
What’s left is a little dust
Release us from here, let us dream
We’ll build a world of our own
Before we turn to dust, neglect nothing
For now and all time
We could be gods
If you would be ready for it.