Paroles de The Conquest

Let me tell you a true story 'Bout the so called human race How it's seeking for a new and better world Full of hope and without fear of loss, exodiel tendency Just set the sails and control unknown sea But they will never reach a shore Not knowing what they're looking for Many have gone away for summer Many have gone away forever Many have gone away for summer Many have gone away forever We only think about the bad things Don't enjoy the real good things We are chasing out tails until we die Some people call it irony and other destiny Considering too long, 'till it's too late But we will never reach a shore Not knowing what we're looking for