In the battle I am the first but in love,
I am the last.
Silk on the body and gold in my hands,
But now what remain are
grains of sand.
Where can I run with this pain in my heart?
I feel like a blind man, I'm lost in the dark.
No one can hear my
voice in the night,
I wait in the dark for your light.
HOW MANY DAYS ARE GONE?
AND ANYWAY THEY ARE LOST.
PRAY FOR THE
WASTED TIME,
LYIN' IN THE LAP OF GOD.
An ear of corn is more important than me,
Water is all it needs.
Sometimes I wonder
why I have to survive
If all my past life was a crime?
Where can I run with this pain in my heart?
I feel like a blind man,
I'm lost in the dark.
King of the mountains and of the blue sky,
Please lay your hands on me
HOW MANY DAYS ARE GONE?
AND
ANYWAY THEY ARE LOST.
PRAY FOR THE WASTED TIME,
LYIN' IN THE LAP OF GOD.
"I'm ashamed for the man I was before!
Would you
accept a pray from a man, who lived in sin?"
...A pray from a man who lived in sin?
[Solos]
HOW MANY DAYS ARE
GONE?
AND ANYWAY THEY ARE LOST.
PRAY FOR THE WASTED TIME,
LYIN' IN THE LAP OF GOD.
HOW MANY DAYS ARE GONE?
AND ANYWAY
THEY ARE LOST.
PRAY FOR THE WASTED TIME,
LYIN' IN THE LAP OF GOD.