The whole world can be captured
In the wizards eyes
Look into the crystal
Truth is fast passing by
The world is turning faster
Times not here to stay
Questions, burning fires
To die, to dream, to fade away
Tears on the floor
A mirror of sadness
Reflecting the coldness of the world
The people they were dying
Imprisoned - there were lies
Spreading like diseases
Noone cared or questioned why
Now the world is turning faster
And times not here to stay
A quest for lost fires
To die, to dream, to find a way