Текст песни On the Morrow - In Legend

On the Morrow

Your lie supply cannot satisfy all my hunger
For the wisdom in your words
Your soul control
Is not tight enough to constrain me
To my love of liberty
Wings we’ve been given
Need to spread!
You gotta get away and fly…
Our own volition is the sky
Don’t need your doubts to be planted in
My different point of view!
Your train of thoughts
Just brings about insanity
Don’t wanna live
Those plans of yours
Don’t need your dreams
To reach my shores
Don’t teach me faith
If you don’t trust
In your own words
Just words — so devious like dust!
Wings we’ve been given
Need to spread!
You gotta get away and fly…
Our own volition brings us to
Ever closer to sky!
Wings we’ve been given
Need to spread!
Why would I walk if I’m to fly?
Our own volition
Brings us up to the sky!
Guts and glory!
You’d better live up
To your story!
Kill your prey!
Become the author
Of your day!
Face your traitors!
For they don’t hesitate
To trade us!
No more sorrow!
Another battle on the morrow!
No more pain!
We never ever get insane!
No more heroes!
For they don’t fucking care to save us!
Oh… Spread your wings!
You could stay in line…
Or march
To a different drummer
Let them go!
Ask yourself
Would you die
For the things
Worth living for?