The Aftermath - Midnattsol

The precious sight

A treasure as one of a kind

But if the stars are right

Day will soon be night

The ocean so clear

Hitting powerful sheer

And now

All the waves replaced by waste

On our shoulders it weighs

In denial the matter is faced

Trapped in the mud

Overflown by the flood

'Cause now

All ripped apart by a shadow of rage

Acts out of hate

All done by man’s bad faith

The day will come

Where the blind running herd

Hit the goal line so lost

In total illusion

Of how we should live

Our eyes covered with frost

Where are you?

The waiting is fatal

Where are you?

It’s fading away

Thousands of oaks

Spoke of ancient folks

And now

All the faces vanished in smoke

The roots left behind

As proof of the malicious mankind

The day will come

Where the blind running herd

Hit the goal line so lost

In total illusion

Of how we should live

Our eyes covered with frost

Where are you?

The waiting is fatal

Where are you?

It’s fading away

The dawn is alight

But on the horizon

No answers in sight

But if the stars are right

Day will soon be night