Woorden: Marrok. Red Moon.

I remember when we were so young
and two thoughts were meant to be as one
I keep all the memories deep inside of me
I still feel the sympathy

Things revolved as you cleared my sight
There?s some need to fight
brocken wings won?t take us high
I hold on to the melody
to the fantasy of finally being free

I wish all those memories spread to everyone
I try to believe my ideals are so damn right

Change me! No way!
Can?t you see my will is stable!
Feel me tonight!
Can?t you see our scenery is dying!
Break me alright!
Keep your feet right on the ground!
It?s time! Yes, now it?s time to fight!
Yeah, now it?s time to fight!

I move on and have no time for regrets
This life has caught me with it?s spell
Stand against the shame in me
I will not deceive myself I will be free.

Should I still pretend?
Should I try to stand?
So much pressure overwhelms me like I was next in line.
Will I be alright?
Will my fire burn through this time?

I wish all those memories spread to everyone
I try to believe my ideals are so damn right

Yes, now it?s time to fight!
Yeah, now it?s time to fight!

Free my mind from what?s left behind
On our way we arrive, when all sorrow is left behind!