Lyrics
Transcending i ll roam, what i ve given up low or high i ll never be satisfied
What i ve given up low or high i ll never be satisfied, the end is my home, what i ve given up low or high i ll never be satisfied
The end is my home, i m now prone to supremacy, but united and untied -unified
i m turning the stone
What i ve given up low or high i ll never be satisfied, what i ve given up low or high i ll never be satisfied, all is said and sung
my days were few and numbered
I m turning the stone, but united and untied -unified Tristania, i m turning the stone
all is said and sung
but i can t come home right now
but united and untied -unified
Time to climb regain, death i hear you calling
I ll surmount and deride, my fire inside Number, time to climb regain
My shelter s dry, what i ve given up low or high i ll never be satisfied, the end is my home
Death i hear you calling, bribing the ebb of tide, time to climb regain
i m turning the stone
i m turning the stone
But somebody lost count, but i can t come home right now
or fragments in the breeze
My shelter s dry, unlike the dust that settles down
And i go on with ease, transcending i ll roam, i ll surmount and deride
The benumbed hands of time, time to climb regain, time to climb regain
what i ve given up low or high i ll never be satisfied
Bribing the ebb of tide, but somebody lost count
Transcending i ll roam, it s time to climb, but i can t come home right now
But i can t come home right now, at the mercy of the pouring rain
What i ve given up low or high i ll never be satisfied, my days were few and numbered Number, transcending i ll roam
but somebody lost count
My days were few and numbered, transcending i ll roam
what i ve given up low or high i ll never be satisfied
My days were few and numbered, my shelter s dry
the benumbed hands of time
It s time to climb, the end is my home, my days were few and numbered
and i go on with ease
all is dead and done
I m now prone to supremacy, time to climb regain
Time to climb regain, but somebody lost count
The end is my home, time to climb regain Tristania, my shelter s dry
My days were few and numbered, time to climb regain, time to climb regain
It s time to climb, death i hear you calling, or fragments in the breeze