What will the future reserve for me?
So much amplitude of choices
Edging the existence of my thoughts
Will I write my path
Or is the line already set?
Childhood dream of another
Might become the one nightmare
Which haunts unbearable desires
Hidden in our true core
The purpose of our growth
Beyond the horizon all that is yet to be known
The time has come, it's my turn to take full control
Whatever it takes,
What is done with the heart
Shall last for all eternity
And no reward will compensate
The pleasure of being yourself
Even the certain is doubtful.
A tragic fate the poet writes for himself
And the string echoing harshness
Draw an abstract exordium to ruin,
The cadence sustains the movement
While obsolete demeanors counterfeit delight
Future constantly turned aside
Will we ever be able to attain our calling?
(I miss something that never happened to be)
Whatever it takes...
What is done with the heart
Shall last for all eternity
And no reward will compensate
Your future
Will I write my path?
Hasn't death turn'd up yet?
Hidden in our true core
The purpose of our lives
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What will the future reserve for me?
So much amplitude of choices
Edging the existence of my thoughts
Will I write my path
Or is the line already set?
Childhood dream of another
Might become the one nightmare
Which haunts unbearable desires
Hidden in our true core
The purpose of our growth
Beyond the horizon all that is yet to be known
The time has come, it's my turn to take full control
Whatever it takes,
What is done with the heart
Shall last for all eternity
And no reward will compensate
The pleasure of being yourself
Even the certain is doubtful.
A tragic fate the poet writes for himself
And the string echoing harshness
Draw an abstract exordium to ruin,
The cadence sustains the movement
While obsolete demeanors counterfeit delight
Future constantly turned aside
Will we ever be able to attain our calling?
(I miss something that never happened to be)
Whatever it takes...
What is done with the heart
Shall last for all eternity
And no reward will compensate
Your future
Will I write my path?
Hasn't death turn'd up yet?
Hidden in our true core
The purpose of our lives
So much amplitude of choices
Edging the existence of my thoughts
Will I write my path
Or is the line already set?
Childhood dream of another
Might become the one nightmare
Which haunts unbearable desires
Hidden in our true core
The purpose of our growth
Beyond the horizon all that is yet to be known
The time has come, it's my turn to take full control
Whatever it takes,
What is done with the heart
Shall last for all eternity
And no reward will compensate
The pleasure of being yourself
Even the certain is doubtful.
A tragic fate the poet writes for himself
And the string echoing harshness
Draw an abstract exordium to ruin,
The cadence sustains the movement
While obsolete demeanors counterfeit delight
Future constantly turned aside
Will we ever be able to attain our calling?
(I miss something that never happened to be)
Whatever it takes...
What is done with the heart
Shall last for all eternity
And no reward will compensate
Your future
Will I write my path?
Hasn't death turn'd up yet?
Hidden in our true core
The purpose of our lives
Writer: PATRICK SANTOS FERREIRA, SHLOMI BERG
Copyright: Lyrics © Roba Music Verlag GMBH
Copyright: Lyrics © Roba Music Verlag GMBH