The stars have enlightened my stains in the soil
I can't recall how many miles I have walked
I steered into nothing, now lay me to rest
Give in to the pressure that's within my chest
My limbs growing heavy, my eyesight declined
The days I have lived through now so far behind
A bed so cold
But seeded soil does never sleep
Shifting all of the current from the roots underneath
I'm woken again, I feel a boiling heat
Till I have fulfilled my deed
It's far from being all over
It's far from being over
Far from being all over
So far from being all over
Withering pages reached the last line
Still there always will be something left to write
You better get back up, up on your feet
It's far from being all over
Pain is incentive, won't ever be gone
There's a war in my shell and no side that I'm on
Time is so relative while being alone
In front of my eyes flashing memories of home
How many mountains to climb to reach the top?
How many seas to cross?