Listen to the wind, you can't hear me, I can't hear you, I can't hear you, I can't hear you,

you can't hear him sing, listen to the wind, you can't hear him sing.

Desperate desire, falling to, by the door of a legend tomb.

Lonely, time eating flowers Resembles nothing that is ours

And all that remains is truth Now the music plays for you

And all that remains is truth Now the music plays for you

Spirits who follow him are his lovers Spirits who follow him are his lovers

Drown in a bath of eternal loss Asleep with salt and visual dust

Maybe you went a little too far I want to be where you are

Where all that remains is truth Now the music plays for you

Where all that remains is truth Now the music plays for you

Where all that remains is truth Now the music plays for you

Long after day, he is everywhere

Twenty years have since gone by Strange design, our heroes fly

Hear the earth and feel the sun Who is the unfortunate one?

And all that remains is truth Now the music plays for you

And all that remains is truth Now the music plays for you