Winter softly falling to the ground,
Calmly waiting, don't you hear a sound
When the world has fallen to the depths below,
Where the future's open and the fear has grown,
And the path to follow to the great unknown,
Where the dark has fallen and the seed is sown.
In the selfish hearts of some
The nightmare's coming
With the spilling blood of others.
Now wringing through,
Now the cup is spilling over,
Wake to news of death
And the prophecy of sages,
Destiny is met
To the depths of human mind,
The cry is burning
With the mentor's anger
Of the lesson ringing true,
And for those who live by and are dying by the sword,
They will take their ideals with them,
Justify their end.
Where the fools are lying, and the meek are crying,
Where the wolves are preying
On the weak alone,
Where the sons are dying,
Hear their mothers crying,
And the distant sound of fire
Begins again.
Never ending the desires of men,
It'll never be the same or calm again,
In a time of changing hearts
And great unknown,
It'll be the damnation and end of us all.
Where the fools are lying, and the meek are crying,
Where the wolves are preying
On the weak alone,
Where the sons are dying,
Hear their mothers crying,
And the distant sound of fire
Begins again.
Never ending the desires of men,
It'll never be the same or calm again,
In a time of changing hearts
And great unknown,
It'll be the damnation and end of us all.
When the world has fallen
And we stand alone...
