Ther comes the time In a life of each of us When we are aware of What has passed away until present day Summoning the memories We know it won`t be back Was it good or was it bad? Something came stealing the past Sadistic time Open the gate of my mind And created a day To look backwards When we have feeded a young man And let him grow up So that he could Rise over us A day of sorrow A day of memories People say: we don`t know How did they die People say: we`ve forgotten About the time But a life is the door to the other side Opening fast Old man brings a key To complete an act