The Last of Its Kind Songtext
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The Last of Its Kind Songtext
The savannah grieves in silence
Fading stars above the dark plain
The remaining wells have dried up
Soil has given up to give now
Heat is glimmering at midnight
The lions stop their hunt
Air burns red
Everyone feels a void
Everyone feels a loss within the soul
Everything goes on like a curse, rusty nails deep inside the flesh
Everywhere you go•there turns a wheel, spinning wheel of greed
We can carry on but don′t you dream that it's over
A beast in hiding in the high reed
The weapon close at hand
Hush now
Another light goes out
In the blaze of spears
A king has given up his crown of ivory
Empathy and giving
An art we′ll never learn
Gently we caress our never healing scars
We are doomed to witness
The last one of its kind
We are doomed to watch the eyes of dying stars
Another hunter draws a fierce bow
Everything goes on like before
Thrust a sword deep into the flesh
Apocalypse the prophets cry now
You can carry on
You'll never know when it's over
Another light goes out
Never to return
Hounds sleep silently
In waste of victory
Pain is but a habit
An art we had to learn
Deep within our hearts
A find we cannot see
We are bound to wander
Ashes of our dreams
We are doomed to watch
Trails of falling stars
Fading stars above the dark plain
The remaining wells have dried up
Soil has given up to give now
Heat is glimmering at midnight
The lions stop their hunt
Air burns red
Everyone feels a void
Everyone feels a loss within the soul
Everything goes on like a curse, rusty nails deep inside the flesh
Everywhere you go•there turns a wheel, spinning wheel of greed
We can carry on but don′t you dream that it's over
A beast in hiding in the high reed
The weapon close at hand
Hush now
Another light goes out
In the blaze of spears
A king has given up his crown of ivory
Empathy and giving
An art we′ll never learn
Gently we caress our never healing scars
We are doomed to witness
The last one of its kind
We are doomed to watch the eyes of dying stars
Another hunter draws a fierce bow
Everything goes on like before
Thrust a sword deep into the flesh
Apocalypse the prophets cry now
You can carry on
You'll never know when it's over
Another light goes out
Never to return
Hounds sleep silently
In waste of victory
Pain is but a habit
An art we had to learn
Deep within our hearts
A find we cannot see
We are bound to wander
Ashes of our dreams
We are doomed to watch
Trails of falling stars
Writer(s): Arno Menses, Markus Steffen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com