We are prisoners confined in the fetters of time Our eyes have forgotten the light of the day An idle faith devours our mind And leaves no saving chance
The time consists of moments and decisions Determining our fate and hastening the end Of our journey How often do we look back at the way
We have come To understand what really happens? How can we find out if we choose this way ourselves Or somebody affects our choice?
What if we could stop And keep each valuable moment Before it disappears Maybe we could see a thousand roads and make a choice
Our hopes melt in our hearts And fear burns our souls to ashes But we believe and hope While looking death in the eye
Time moves on but the things Which will always trouble us still remain The race for power and personal gain - Such things will never change
But I feel soon the dawn will come And the waves will shatter our chains against the rocks Our blind faith will flame And we will be remembered for centuries