Was it chance or is it fate
Was I too early
Am I too late
If I go and spill the sword
It cannot return the wall
If I wait till all is gone aground
it's too late to carry on the break
How can I know if it's not shared
The fall I am not prepared
They would take me up for sure
And they would find me
Take once more
Not worth the chance to speak a word
But one a day voice will be heard
One day they will be buried gone
and then the truth comes undone
Then the lines can be written fast
The deer free
The meadow glass
As fire is gone and snow will come
One day you can walk on
One day you can write on the wall
But if you try to speak it now
you'll fall into a frozen hell
If they dont get you
Death will for sure
And your life will not be yours
So keep the river still
Keep the winter's chill
Stop the clouds from moving
And capture the sun
Untill the day you run
Untill your safe