to guide me well To see our hopes and dreams fulfilled? On this day of our ascension On this day we praise the fallen Stand your ground this is what
: Have I no control, is my soul not mine? Am I not just man, destiny defined? Never to be ruled nor held to heel Not heaven or hell, just the land between
: We are not the same I am just one voice We are not the same You will hear my voice We are not the same I am just one voice We are not the same I
: Orders shouted in a strange guttural tongue that resounded along the walls of the houses, which seemed dead and deserted, while, behind the closed
: (Instrumental)
guide me well. To see our hopes and dreams fulfilled. On this day of our ascension, On this day we praise the fallen. Stand your ground, this is what
the sun is placed behind me Feelings that matter never end One day we'll see our names In stone where fires burn The great who silent stood among you never Praised
All around him points of light Start to dim and cease transmitting Shadows fell on futile games And then there was nothing more Through the screams of falling
