It has come to this… We've been looking for the savior for thousands of years, but became blind on the way And the Blinds are dreaming of the color of their soul For a daughter jumping off a bridge... For a man screaming in the rain... For a girl crying... We live and die spinning in a wheel Now look me in the eyes and tell me you never felt there has to be more to this life Tell me we're only flesh rotting in an ocean of time We live and die spinning in a wheel, without ever knowing who we are The magicians are out of breath 52 years of tricks and lies Hiding the monuments of mars With a bunny in a hat We've never been alone Alone... as just one nest, in just one tree Truth lies further from the sun Underneath Cydonia's sands Let go of your paradigm For a father passing to his son For a priest talking to a man For a man talking to a grave We are the strings of the quantum symphony The uninvited came in masses Amongst ghosts we sleep ...but what makes that we'll never be like them Is the fact that we have these emotions The fact that we can stand strong in front of Divinities, in tears and fists, and defy Them shouting: You'll never take our wings ... because WE, mortals, have nothing in this world... but our love May you see the face of the truth Find your way to the 4th door to the monuments of mars Above the suspicious stare of the moon These lights are dancing in the sky.... Singing tales of the dark rift Explaining colors to the blinds The grander scheme of our own past Another day to spin again
It has come to this… We've been looking for the savior for thousands of years, but became blind on the way And the Blinds are dreaming of the color of their soul For a daughter jumping off a bridge... For a man screaming in the rain... For a girl crying... We live and die spinning in a wheel Now look me in the eyes and tell me you never felt there has to be more to this life Tell me we're only flesh rotting in an ocean of time We live and die spinning in a wheel, without ever knowing who we are The magicians are out of breath 52 years of tricks and lies Hiding the monuments of mars With a bunny in a hat We've never been alone Alone... as just one nest, in just one tree Truth lies further from the sun Underneath Cydonia's sands Let go of your paradigm For a father passing to his son For a priest talking to a man For a man talking to a grave We are the strings of the quantum symphony The uninvited came in masses Amongst ghosts we sleep ...but what makes that we'll never be like them Is the fact that we have these emotions The fact that we can stand strong in front of Divinities, in tears and fists, and defy Them shouting: You'll never take our wings ... because WE, mortals, have nothing in this world... but our love May you see the face of the truth Find your way to the 4th door to the monuments of mars Above the suspicious stare of the moon These lights are dancing in the sky.... Singing tales of the dark rift Explaining colors to the blinds The grander scheme of our own past Another day to spin again
