CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Ashes of Dreams / New

Once there were trees full of birds
Meadowlands vibrant with flowers;
Carefree the songs our children once sang
Gilding our minutes and hours
Clouds came and covered the sun
The breath of a baleful unease
Turning to ashes flowers in their fields
Silenced the birds in their trees

Hidden so deep in veils of deceit
Imprisoned in twisting spells -
Are we the plaything of fiends, or merely the dreams
That we're telling ourselves, telling ourselves?

Strive till the phantoms are broken
Fight till the battle is done;
The squadrons of night can't conquer the day
Nor shadows extinguish the sun

Stories of danger, fearless attack
Spectres of plague and pain
All of these ghosts of our own delusions come back;
And we'll be haunted again, haunted again