will any of this matter...in a thousand years? already fading from my thoughts, this listlessness and fear.
can my actions hurt me...in a thousand years?
will i regret the blood that i seek if i can see it near?
a thousand times around the world for several thousand years.
men repeat these tales i tell, a sad, sick chorus reels.
a thousand times around the world for several thousand years.
men will share this pain i feel and make it dissapear.
will me dreams still bother me...in a thousand years?
memories change frequency as these thoughts come clear.
will my course stand stable...in a thousand years?
already seems, it dissipates. has it been a thousand years?
a thousand times around the world for several thousand years.
men repeat these tales i tell, a sad, sick chorus reels.
a thousand times around the world for several thousand years.
men will share this pain i feel and make it dissapear
