10 THE BRAVE ONE

 

Turn the clock back

ask yourself why chances are vanishing now.

Don’t sow your field

with the remnants of an old box full of pawns.

 

Sometimes a falcon holds on to the sky.

Hunting will last until the end.

Sometimes you’ve got to use another name;

shadows will fade away tonight.

 

Wait for a while,

there’s a sudden hailstorm beating up your head.

It could be fine,

if the raindrops don’t forget the pledge they made.

 

Sometimes a falcon holds on to the sky.

It’s time to think about this place.

Sometimes you’ve got to use another face;

the pack is ready for the fight.

 

Discovering the Old World,

sorrounding a big sphere.

No anthems, no poems

as you leave your whole life behind.

 

Sometimes a falcon holds on to the sky.

Hunting will last until the end.

Sometimes you’ve got to use another name;

shadows will fade away tonight.

 

TERRA CRISIUM · 10 The Brave One