Текст песни Four Journeys - Insane Clockwork

Learn that fortune's wheel is lying,
Choosing vice or choosing strength
Into nothing not to fade.
Who am I? What should I fear?

Paper with pics of deads
Of those by whose fault blood is spilled,
On tears and sweat rejoice was built
Just close your eyes and throw aside

There is a voice inside of your head,
The one that makes you live
If we were gone there's nothing left
Like water through a sieve
From life's first cry to final breath
We are your love that chases you unto death,
Then and now

Clockwork by insane,
When no one knows that patience ends
Or falls apart or starts again.
No matter how, or where, or why

Whatever we are doing, whatever we are looking for
That's all be over someday.
Leave the uncertainty to reach the eternity
Heart keeps the sunlight that's leading our way

There is a voice inside of your head,
The one that makes you live
If we were gone there's nothing left
Like water through a sieve
From life's first cry to final breath
We are your love that chases you unto death,
Then and now