Letra de Pilgrimage

These days are burning down Every death is an end in the race - no arrival These lives - just ripples In the stunning widths of space - slipping away This march will never end Every stop is a death deep within - deep within It is a WAR over years and years It is a WAR... Passion in every step Every month is a part of the circle - no arriving Counting your mirthfull days Every year is a march round the wheel - on and on And when there is nothing left to light these worlds I will be right at your side I will be there in time In time... Marching on... Travel - Arrival Together we will drown In the river of your transciency (You will see...)