Artifacts - Overtures

Hatred, indifference and distance:

we create and destroy lead by no sense.

Emotions, respect and ambitions:

trivial thoughts in a cradle of anger and cold,

where you don’t belong,

forced to hold on, there,

facing and avoiding your last fall.

Defined and controlled,

you try and give it all

to clean the rusty paint beyond this void.

Time passes by and this cold won’t help our souls to combine.

Grace isn’t meant to survive, and we will face its fail.

When one day we’ll lose the way,

the artifacts we made

only they will remain,

while flesh will decay.

Free your mind!

Like a message from above,

you follow the call below,

you do it everyday.

in silence you obey,

with holding your weak faith,

while the laws of time, unstoppable,

they watch us and prepare the last goodbye.

Time after time we keep searching a sense for our pulse,

but closed in the cage where we hide, we’ll never free our minds.

When one day we’ll lose the way,

the artifacts we made

only they will remain,

while flesh will decay.

(Guitar solo by Marco Falanga)

When one day we’ll lose the way,

the artifacts we made

only they will remain,

while flesh will decay.

Time after time we keep searching a sense for our pulse,

but closed in the cage where we hide, we’ll never free our minds.

When one day we’ll lose the way,

the artifacts we made

only they will remain,

while flesh will decay.