Lucid Times (Album Version)

1. A song for those Who have wasted all The love for life and inner beauty The medley of the Archived values To ease for a second The weight of torrid world Spread your wings, do not look back 2 Poetic justice Denied and feared Gladly coped With crocodile's tears Like witches burned The humble and the poor Lunacy and heresy Burned by the mob at dawn Now break your shackles and fly Chorus: Gift of life turned into Battered routine Cry in the crowd The fragments of solace Blown by the wind Like ash of the urn dies Burn-out race Behold from above and below The anguish on a path called life Tiny figures strive to survive Oppressed by suicidal pride. IN THE END THE WAY TO REDEMPTION WAS JUST A DAYDREAM - NAIVE MIRAGE AND FOR THE BLIND A TRAIL OF RAZORS WHERE EVERY STEP BRINGS PAIN AND ANGER Could I please have emotions Could we please have needs once more If we just open our hearts Maybe there's hope for us again I ask you to join me in this dance In the alley of shattered dreams We're not alone in this cold place Where blessed are the insane We build our sanctuaries Se deep within our hearts 3 A song for those Who gave up the hope It's not unheard of To be doubtful and ashamed Now take my hand Look me in the eyes We are safe now If we just stay together Now sing it, sing like a star Chorus