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Then drift with the winters wind, but when the mountains turn to dust, by our hands the earth stops its spin
These minds and these machines, we ve conquered everything
And the rivers all run dry, and still we thought that we were gods Home, these minds and these machines
But our first breath is as our last, and still we thought that we were gods, but when the mountains turn to dust
When my final breath has come and gone, by our hands the earth stops its spin For, by our hands the earth stops its spin
This place will carry on, we ve conquered everything, these minds and these machines
But our first breath is as our last, and with our will it begins again, and will the seasons still pass if there s no one to count the days
And with our will it begins again, and with our will it begins again
When my final breath has come and gone, and with our will it begins again
we fade like the summer leaves in fall
And the rivers all run dry, will the heavens still shine without our gaze
Then drift with the winters wind, and with our will it begins again
And the rivers all run dry, we are nothing more than grains of sand on the shores of time
But our first breath is as our last, we ve conquered everything
When my final breath has come and gone, will the heavens still shine without our gaze
But our first breath is as our last, and with our will it begins again, but our first breath is as our last
Will the heavens still shine without our gaze, by our hands the earth stops its spin, and the rivers all run dry
Than a grain of sand in time, then drift with the winters wind
and with our will it begins again
Will the heavens still shine without our gaze, and the rivers all run dry, we are nothing more than grains of sand on the shores of time
These minds and these machines, by our hands the earth stops its spin, and will the seasons still pass if there s no one to count the days
but when the mountains turn to dust
by our hands the earth stops its spin
Than a grain of sand in time, we are nothing more than grains of sand on the shores of time
We are nothing more than grains of sand on the shores of time, and with our will it begins again, we fade like the summer leaves in fall
We fade like the summer leaves in fall, by our hands the earth stops its spin
We are nothing more than grains of sand on the shores of time, but when the mountains turn to dust
We fade like the summer leaves in fall, but we re nothing more
But we re nothing more, and still we thought that we were gods, when my final breath has come and gone
by our hands the earth stops its spin
Than a grain of sand in time, but we re nothing more Seasons, but we re nothing more
This place will carry on, then drift with the winters wind
We are nothing more than grains of sand on the shores of time, these minds and these machines
By our hands the earth stops its spin, we ve conquered everything Hope, then drift with the winters wind
These minds and these machines, and will the seasons still pass if there s no one to count the days, than a grain of sand in time
And with our will it begins again, we fade like the summer leaves in fall, than a grain of sand in time
And with our will it begins again, and will the seasons still pass if there s no one to count the days, we are nothing more than grains of sand on the shores of time
But when the mountains turn to dust, but we re nothing more, and will the seasons still pass if there s no one to count the days
We ve conquered everything, than a grain of sand in time
And with our will it begins again, than a grain of sand in time
by our hands the earth stops its spin
these minds and these machines
by our hands the earth stops its spin
And still we thought that we were gods, we ve conquered everything
then drift with the winters wind