Some Day - Norther

Hand built by echoes of the centuries

From steps of truth and divine

To gates of heresy and blasphemy

I’ve made my way

I am confusion

I have no place for redemption

From pure to all hollow

You have made my way

How will I know what’s right or wrong

Guide me to live through illusions

Through times of lies and deceit

How will I ever be like you made me?

You have made your way

Some day I will be free

Some day, some day

Some say they’ll come for me

Some say, some day

Wake up from your dream