- cifra
Going to the wake
Of the restless soul
Leading to the isle
I don’t wanna go
Nothing really matters
Even life or death
Meeting with the man
To feel the dragons breath
Where is the future?
There is no past
Only the present
And will it last?
Greed is the product
Of the fruitful days
Brother have no worries
Captain adler's case
Lucifer beside me
We are holding hands
I don't need to travel
Floating across the lands
Oh lucifer, please take my hand
Oh lucifer come take my hand
It’s the way of the dragons curse
Just not the story you search
Shadows whispers in your ears
Smell of winter’s always near
It takes away your fear
Often it's just ringing into
Needle ends, after another hell
And they’re all blown away
One thing is for certain
We’re bound to stay
The restless soul is calling
It has seen your grave
Where is the future?
There is no past
Only the present
And will it last?
Nothing lasts forever
As I'm going to send you back
Black winds flow through the dead
And I know they do not care
