(Ah-ah...) Stories written in the sand...
(Ah-ah...) Truth or myth by someone's hand...
A tale preserved in golden frame
Told a thousand times the same
Yet turn the page the ink still bleeds
Truth rewritten by their needs
Who was silenced who was saved?
Who decided what remained?
History's a looking glass
But can you trust the past?
(Oh-oh!) Who holds the pen that shapes the lies?
(Oh-oh!) Who decides what truth survives?
Lines are drawn and names erased
A story told but rearranged
(Oh-oh!) The past is not a tale divine
It's just the ink of time...
Statues carved from whispered prayers
Shadows hide in royal chairs
The victors write the lost are gone
Who remembers what went wrong?
Who was silenced who was saved?
Who decided what remained?
History's a looking glass
But can you trust the past?
(Oh-oh!) Who holds the pen that shapes the lies?
(Oh-oh!) Who decides what truth survives?
Lines are drawn and names erased
A story told but rearranged
(Oh-oh!) The past is not a tale divine
It's just the ink of time...
"The records were lost"
"This is the only account that remains"
"We must protect the truth"
(Oh-oh!) Who's the author? Who's the thief?
(Oh-oh!) What's been hidden underneath?
(Oh-oh!) Who holds the pen that shapes the lies?
(Oh-oh!) Who decides what truth survives?
Lines are drawn and names erased
A story told but rearranged
(Oh-oh!) The past is not a tale divine
It's just the ink of time...
They carved their names in blood and stone
Swore that time was theirs alone
Empires rise and empires fall
Yet we've learned nothing at all
(Ah-ah...) Stories written in the sand...
(Ah-ah...) Truth or myth by someone's hand...