2 acessos
So now you're here, celebrating yourself
You don't know fear and also nothing else
You face the death in the cage of your pride
It's hard alone with noone by your side
And in the end it's a run for your time
How sweet the sound of heart beat sounding chimes
It's carved in stone what to you seemes a game
But soon, my friend, your soul is dwelt in doubtful pain
My hero, my god, what's the force which can strike you down
Your reason, you've got no faith in a silent sound
My champion, my chief, don't you gather your treasures on earth
Your sorrow, your grief are your possessions when you are gone