Текст песни
One solitary glance, I cast mine eyes
Upon the cross, where'er it may reside
A symbol of the fate that's mine to bear
A constant reminder of the path I've shared
Whose hand didst place it there, and when, and why?
By whom was it erected, and for what high purpose nigh?
A monument to honor, or a warning to despair?
The answers, like the wind, are whispers in the air
In days of yore, when slumber's veil didst shroud
Thy vision of thyself, a hero, proud and loud
Thou saw'st thyself, a champion of the land
But now, alas, thou art but dust, a fleeting hand
How many souls have dedicated their lives to the quest
Hoping to find meaning, and leave a lasting test
Perhaps thou wert one among them, with a heart aflame
Aspiring to greatness, and a name that would not be tamed
And I, meanwhile, await the hour of my demise
Though I have found no answers, nor a guiding light in the skies
I do not trust the words that echo through the air
For answers come not suddenly, but in whispers, beyond compare
In days of yore, when slumber's veil didst shroud
Thy vision of thyself, a hero, proud and loud
Thou saw'st thyself, a champion of the land
But now, alas, thou art but dust, a fleeting hand
Across the heavens, clouds do drift to the east
The river's waters flow, to the north, its secrets keep
The birds of this fair land, to the south, have taken flight
Leaving naught but silence, and the whispers of the night
They could not, they could not, they could not
They could not, they could not, they could not
In days of yore, when slumber's veil didst shroud
Thy vision of thyself, a hero, proud and loud
Thou saw'st thyself, a champion of the land
But now, alas, thou art but dust, a fleeting hand
And now, alas, thou art but dust, a fleeting hand
And now, alas, thou art but dust, a fleeting hand
And now, alas, thou art but dust, a fleeting hand
And now, alas, thou art but dust, a fleeting hand
