Текст песни Wall of the Time

Thousands of faces with Scare At the wall of the time… Memory's of that compound Are slowly missing The great design of creation It goes completing with his work… But sooner or later Their going into the list Of the people that are living below… So before was art, now It gets mixture with the floor Leaving dust and remains On the land of the times That in those days you Had it as a floor, you had it as floor… But sooner or later Their going into the list Of the people that are living below… YOU ARE DEAD DISAPEARS…