What is left of our world, today Walls have fallen with peace But walls are built within our hearts Wars are fought within A cloak lies over our world
[Peace comes through thinking with your heart and not with words. Until then we'll light another candle for this world.] What is left of our world, today
Bản dịch: The Gathering. Second Sunrise.
: [Peace comes through thinking with your heart and not with words. Until then we'll light another candle for this world.] What is left of our world
[Peace comes through thinking with your heart and not with words. Until then we'll light another candle for this world.] What is left of our world,
down to one lost my place had to start over again it won't save your cell but we'll gather more drowned myself in my own sea like a morning sunrise in
Hear the hum of wings In seventeen seconds The world explodes And it buries the night, a brave new sunrise With a sweep of the sword, a blood red sunrise
are just fairytales, so we're told. But don't we all have our personal dragons? Fantasy is a world not far from reality. "Second Sunrise" Peace comes
