Eternity starts to fade in soft the stars gathers under the fullmoon Breathing under ruins crushed The wind and the air whispers soon Why do you think this is an everlasting source We're just a part of the perspective I yearn for the silence not the sickness of a force making life nicer to live Now time seems central in this chaos But in the end we will all die So why don't them just tell us It doesen't matter how hard you try Why do you think this is an everlasting source We're just a part of the perspective I yearn for the silence not the sickness of a force making life nicer to live..