Ancestor Songtext
von The Divided Circle

Sent into the fire
Gold, your skin

Is paper thin
So fleeting it′s frightening
The eyes of time
Are lidless and sleepless
Fixed forever on the shadow of a memory
We want to go back
We want to return
Time flies away from us all
Until we're ghosts and want to return here


I′ll be broken down
By your side
Wishing better things for you

I'll be broken down
By your side
Wishing better things for you

I'll be broken down
By your side
Wishing better things for you

I′ll be broken down
By your side
Wishing better things for you