Visionary کے بول

Please stay awake Our defining moment struck The power faithless Struck While we were contemplating visions Visions ran us by Immortal Yet decayed Oh truth, this bitter lie Though it burns like hell's fire Scorched are all but us Did ambition not prevail While mortal seasons fled? We seize this carving, Here and now Or the earth shall strike us Dead Though it froze like cold destruction Disarmed are all but us