No more dreams or childhood myths to fear I'm alive I'm dead I'm everywhere, I'm here
No more false creations no more violations weighing on my shoulders like incurable disease No more lies tainted alibis For the all elusive dream of youth
It's the final curtain-call he feels afraid and small the congregation calls to Him through the darkness and the pain He is all that remains of another man
No more dreams or childhood myths to fear You're alive, you're dead You're everywhere, you're here No more complications No more false creations You can hear you Fathers Calling you back home Back home
As the final candle burns Memories fade and twist and turn I can hear my father's calling me Back home I guide the steel square to red rivers of despair I can hear my father calling me Back home Hear my father calling me
The Funeral of Youth The Funeral of YouTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
