The storm has raged here for hours
The water′s plunging in on me
The remains of my creation
Is swallowed slowly down
By the troubled sea
Into unconsecrated ground
Gone eternally
Gone eternally
Feeder of my visions
Carrier of my soul
The last hope for the dreamers
Now crashing to the shore
Pinioned and torn
In presumption and with my foolish pride
I challenged the storm
I challenged the storm
I'm the sole survivor
The only one left alive
Now my limbs seem to fail me
And time has blurred my mind
I′m doomed to this fate
The deal has already been signed
And the hour's getting late
And the hour's getting late
Much too late
Writer(s): Anekdoten, Jan Erik Liljestrom
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