Lletres:
Indian Fall Pathfinder

Cry no more It is the beginning of our living I see a vision from beyond Through the darkness we still breathing Still breathing... Sweet silence

Your eyes are opened now you see the dream you had is real You can?t get up, you cannot move, you can?t pretend You?re even real But you are so real

Altering our human nature Our bloody human soul Waste of love for all our creatures Our savior should now come Sacred thieves of sanity Still coming

I?m sitting here in darkness Waiting for the sun to shine Never had a friend... ...Replace my past The weeping of my tears The shadow still appears

You are a soft touch on our faces The deep, the cold of our souls You take our hearts in holy places Beautiful that you are You are sacred to me