Gone are the nights When we fought for our lives Hurricanes of death and fame we overcame There were friends we lost Now their graves gather dust I pray to gods to set us free To give me peace
Water flows slowly changing our souls The long hand of dreamtime our pain consoles Feel the light from the sun when we return as one The fear disappears with the tides of war
Nightmares can kill And they bend you to their will Entering my nights and days, they condensate Like a damp day's mist on my fears they all subsist I pray to gods to hear my plea - to set me free
Water flows slowly changing our souls The long hand of dreamtime our pain consoles I will stay
Still keep searching for the way The burden of pain shall help me concentrate And the light from the sun can never be undone The fear disappears with the tides of war
