What is left of our world, today
Walls have fallen with peace
But walls are build within our hearts
Wars are fought within
A cloak lies over our world
A misery show without an end
The masses follow the masses
The blind will lead the way
To see the colors that rest within your mind
The paradise we seek lies inside
Who has to blame, who´ll lose
Now the dice have been rolled
We must find the guilty ones
Instead of condemning what has been done
Who shall we praise now
When all our gods´re gone
Living isn´t just to live
In a conrete or cardboard box
Think in a carbonized world
Where all has been done before
The thought of a perfect world
On the pile of broken dreams
To see the colors that rest within your mind
The paradise we seek lies behind
Who has to blame, who´ll lose
Now the dice have been rolled
We must find the guilty ones
Instead of condemning what has been done
From the smoking cities we shall rise
And on the ashes we´ll build
Praying for that one day
The sun will rise again...
Gathering, The Ringtones