Eloy The Last In Line
Visions in decay shadows on the wall in world of desolation No one cares about the future nor the past a superficialist generation On a journey of no return we're surpassing the gates of hell still emotions as cold as ice heeding no advice living for the day no conception riding high on our self-deception Riot all around siren's wailing sound raging chaos in all directions While we dance in the danger zone false impressions to ease the soul in a tempest of space and time try to keep control We are, we are the children of tomorrow we are, we are the future generation we are, we are victims lost in fate we are, we are the last in line We are reckless running headless holding on to the wings of madness No perception no direction no belief in resurrection Still aware of the present state we resign to our certain fate standing now as the last in line can't turn back time We are, we are the children of tomorrow we are, we are the future generation we are, we are victims lost in fate we are, we are the last in line
Still aware of the present state we resign to our certain fate standing now as the last in line can't turn back time We are, we are the children of tomorrow we are, we are the future generation we are, we are victims lost in fate we are, we are We are, we are useless and abandoned....
