A shade is standing far in the distance
The railway wakes the sheltering soul
Daily tomorrows are fading fast
The face thruth down the dark hole
Is this the star we were waiting for
Is this the world we are paying for
Is this the star we were waiting for
Is this the world we are paying for
Push me on the edge, pull me down the lake
The uncertanity of life flows along
Hate, filling the body, dying slow
It seems now everything goes wrong
Is this the star we were waiting for
Is this the world we are paying for
Is this the star we were waiting for
Is this the world we are paying for
A simple view misleads the eye
No-one though has the view
Analfabetism is my language
The last unborn immitates the new
Light of the dark hole
Light of the dark hole
Light of the dark hole
