Machines and pilots

strange Discoveries

Over this path

The pilots and their machines

Running, always rush in to the end

Bruises that will never heal

over your skin

You're carring the scars of an old man waiting

you had the world in your hands

Now that the dawn has gone once for all

they say you will be

the next to fall

Strangers Disheartened faces

smothering, bleeding

The pilots and their machines

Always, running

My mind can't walk this fast

One more step ahead

Through the silence

And i will find you there

Now that the dawn has gone once for all

you should hear them all screaming

they say you will be

the next to fall