Magenta Descent
Amethyst
It may be speeding up life to ask the final tribe to depart that life and fade
Or I may be saying much more then needed as blue fades to gray
We'll be making our way a century more as life regains the pace
And be wanting more light as we settle in that life
The trees tumble down
And the denial rate moves up
You breathe in your current time
The day fades out
Instead of trying to walk to our destination we will move faster toward our goal
And as we wash our eyes clear to a brand view, we make it up with blur
It depends what's better because it's your own decision
As we bid you all a goodbye and tearing farewell, we make our trek to home
The trees tumble down
And the denial rate moves up
You breathe in your current time
The day fades out
To you I sell my spirit
To myself I look at
What has become of this life
What has become denied in strife
We breathe in the ending time
The world fades out
The world fades out
We fade out
From Letras Mania