كلمات Beckoning Oblivion

As we march, following the line that cannot fade with time - our spiritual bearing Despite differences in minds, with this truth, we find friend and enemy are one Now cast out fears of the past To move forward from what was then, to what will be Fortune comes from conscious choice Who we are is not written in our blood Destiny waits We choose our own path Yet share the same end This beckoning oblivion Are we born into a shallow life, just standing defiant, devoid of meaning? Or are we set to always continue, beyond physical form? Destiny waits We choose our own path Yet share the same end This beckoning oblivion Now move forward from what was then, to what will be Fortune comes from conscious choice Who we are is not written in our blood Destiny waits We choose our own path Yet share the same end This beckoning oblivion This beckoning oblivion