The Great Fall (Work of Art) Songtext
von W.E.T.

Cold air riding with the winds
Nowhere to escape from the chill that it brings

Is it soon to be over? Hold my breath and I count to ten
But it doesn′t grow weaker
It comes raging like a storm stronger than before
Tearing down our walls

As we're heading for the great fall
Tell me where to we go when all hope is gone
Yes, we′re heading for the great fall
'Cause I know that this war just can't be won


Dark shades spreading out their wings
Sharp blades marks the change that′s about to begin
There′s no sudden redemption
That could reinvent our past

There's no sign of salvation
We′ve run out of time
Regression has begun
The damage is done

As we're heading for the great fall
There′s no use to deny what is yet to come
Yes, we're heading for the great fall
There′s no point to go on once the truth has been told

As we're heading for the great fall
There's no use to deny what is yet to come
Yes, we′re heading for the great fall
There′s no point to go on once the truth has been told