كلمات The Aftermath

The precious sight A treasure as one of a kind But if the stars are right Day will soon be night The ocean so clear Hitting powerful sheer And now All the waves replaced by waste On our shoulders it weighs In denial the matter is faced Trapped in the mud Overflown by the flood 'Cause now All ripped apart by a shadow of rage Acts out of hate All done by man's bad faith The day will come Where the blind running herd Hit the goal line so lost In total illusion Of how we should live Our eyes covered with frost Where are you? The waiting is fatal Where are you? It's fading away Thousands of oaks Spoke of ancient folks And now All the faces vanished in smoke The roots left behind As proof of the malicious mankind The day will come Where the blind running herd Hit the goal line so lost In total illusion Of how we should live Our eyes covered with frost Where are you? The waiting is fatal Where are you? It's fading away The Dawn is alight But on the horizon No answers in sight But if the stars are right Day will soon be night