Thirtyfour - Cult Of Luna

In her eyes he stares at his reflection

A faint dream, that disappeared at dawn

Standing at the shore patiently waiting

But the waves do not return when she is gone

So he followed her footsteps to

The highway that sealed his fate

The wind blew all sand away

Faceless people that walked astray

Behind the dunes false hope awaits

The ones that lost what was loved

So he followed her footsteps

To the highway that sealed his fate

So he followed her footsteps to

The highway that sealed his fate