On your palm an endless wonder
Lines that speak the truth without a sound
If it can't be my own destine
Tell me where do we draw the line
The word is out, and did you ever think, this world that we all live in is going to fade away. And we all will see our end with our own two eyes and inside those million other innocent lives that we relate to somehow with a common bonding that of Humanity. But where is this Humanity gone? It's gone, faded away and we are not brothers anymore, we are someone complete unknown. From the bottom our broken soul, to the height of our wildest insanity, we were completely unaware of all that we were up to, of where we were heading to or what we were doing to this world - breaking it apart, bit by bit - piece by piece, until it was too late for us to realise that it is now all over.
The lines are drawn, the game is set, the plan is sketched, and the ones responsible for these lines are the first ones targeted for their own doom. It is here where we now draw the line, a line in between you and me, a line in between the rich and the poor, a line between the black and the white - or these are lines drawn between Mankind and God? Who knows, but we did try to play God, every one of us, but we never learnt to forgive, that's all whatever went wrong. But tell me, why is this line drawn anyway? For what reasons, and who is responsible for it all? Who is the one who can be blamed for it - maybe we all. Yes, we all are to be blamed for these lines, lines of division and destruction. A line drawn to seek unworthy power - Playing the God or playing the fool - Whatever we have done here, is there any return - A return back to our innocence?
Lines that speak the truth without a sound
If it can't be my own destine
Tell me where do we draw the line
The word is out, and did you ever think, this world that we all live in is going to fade away. And we all will see our end with our own two eyes and inside those million other innocent lives that we relate to somehow with a common bonding that of Humanity. But where is this Humanity gone? It's gone, faded away and we are not brothers anymore, we are someone complete unknown. From the bottom our broken soul, to the height of our wildest insanity, we were completely unaware of all that we were up to, of where we were heading to or what we were doing to this world - breaking it apart, bit by bit - piece by piece, until it was too late for us to realise that it is now all over.
The lines are drawn, the game is set, the plan is sketched, and the ones responsible for these lines are the first ones targeted for their own doom. It is here where we now draw the line, a line in between you and me, a line in between the rich and the poor, a line between the black and the white - or these are lines drawn between Mankind and God? Who knows, but we did try to play God, every one of us, but we never learnt to forgive, that's all whatever went wrong. But tell me, why is this line drawn anyway? For what reasons, and who is responsible for it all? Who is the one who can be blamed for it - maybe we all. Yes, we all are to be blamed for these lines, lines of division and destruction. A line drawn to seek unworthy power - Playing the God or playing the fool - Whatever we have done here, is there any return - A return back to our innocence?
