Spreading far and wide, reaching through the night,
Greater than all kingdoms of ancient history.
Feeling like a child in this game of life,
What's left of us is nothing like what once used to be.
Make it all go right, is it just a dream?
Sometimes I can't see how to set us all free...
This is where I hide, deep inside my mind,
Yearning to just scream the truths that we so need...
I'm just a man, I do what I can,
They whisper my name, it's spread by the wind.
I'm not a hero, nor some battered ego,
I go and I grow and sow the seeds of sorrow...
Eternal Istree, not so eternal,
Rewriting history, and times to follow,
Tame all the hysterics, with scenes of tomorrow,
And burn all the heretics if they dare to show!
Sensing what's about to alter all our ways,
Wishing to shout: let's end this endless tyranny...
Whispered tunes and hymns from forgotten days,
To cleanse our sins and set us now once and for all free...
They built the walls high to protect
They kept us caged within these gold and so cold gates,
Now we all rise, proud to protest,
Let us all march... until we can be free once again...
... it's our fate, I feel the change,
It's not too late if you have faith...
Nothing's the same, I feel the change,
We can create a better world for us all!
Eternal Istree, not so eternal,
Rewriting history, and times to follow,
Tame all the hysterics, with scenes of tomorrow,
And burn all the heretics if they dare to show!
All the Farleighs in history,
Are remembered, and will always.
Through their actions, life would alter,
Sometimes for worse, often better,
And forever, they have made
Choices that none would believe...
I'm just a man, I do what I can,
They whisper my name, it's spread by the wind.
I'm not a hero, nor some battered ego,
I go and I grow and sow the seeds of sorrow...
Eternal Istree, not so eternal,
Rewriting history, and times to follow,
Tame all the hysterics, with scenes of tomorrow,
And burn all the heretics if they dare to show!