Paroles de The March Of The Four
Waiting by a bridgeA stranger to oneself
Vision to follow
Distance to endure
A stream one chose not to cross
Proceeding through waves of time
Away from this moment
Reduced from those to come
As the rising day vanishes
A day that will never be
Motionless on their journey
Close by yet unreachable
Divided to distance within oneself
What once was present but now gone
Once a strong shape a mere shadow
One by onе the lights suffocate
To silencе the voices gravitate
Gallantly proceeding
The March of the Four
Away from this moment
Reduced from those to come
As the rising day vanishes
A day that will never be
Motionless on their journey
Close by yet unreachable
Divided to distance within oneself
What once was present but now gone
Once a strong shape a mere shadow
One by onе the lights suffocate
To silencе the voices gravitate
Gallantly proceeding
The March of the Four
