Afterworld

The Seventh Year

Afterworld


There is plenty of time to learn it 
There are years to let it grow 
You got the keys and all the power 
To make it die or let it live 

The seventh year is now here 
The end is already too near 
Too many ways to drown it 
Not enough desire to make it live again 

Then it starts to live it's own life 
External threat effects too much 
Everything feels so different 
No more laughter, just suspicious minds 

When you think that you have come through it 
It starts to scratch your vains and mind 
Decision, too hard, again... 

The seventh year is now here 
The end is already too near 
The state of mind is not clear 
All that is left is the fear