Timewind کے بول

A sweeping motion In the lunar ocean Silently lures, To change the universe It's a wind that will last Transforming presents to past Life's abounding mysteries Turn to fading memories So, forget about your pain and your sorrow 'Cause it might be to late tomorrow Like a theif it steals time Your greatest moments fall into oblivion It dwells on the world like a coat of rime Tweaking the beams of the sun It's the face of history With a star producing mouth Its eye has seen the mystery That created north and south It ends serenity And builds a disorted reality Harsh and bright, it glows Until you can't trow Birds can no longer fly Not even the magic butterfly That lives in the overlapping points Of time, that now it's out of joint The future looks like a hurricane Trying to bend our souls into endless pain It twist, it turns, and it bends the presents It swallows places, places that are lucent So, release your pain and your sorrow 'Cause it might be to late tomorrow