- cifra   
  
      
   Such is the way of the world
 
 You can never know
 
 Just where to put all your faith
 
 And how will it grow
 
  
  Gonna rise up
 
 Burning black holes in dark memories
 
 Gonna rise up
 
 Turning mistakes into gold
  
 
 Oh, such is the passage of time
 
 Too fast to fold
 
 Suddenly swallowed by signs
 
 Lo and behold
  
 
 Gonna rise up
 
 Find my direction magnetically
 
 Gonna rise up
 
 Throw down my ace in the hole