Time is fire
Burning our lifes,
Not knowing how to spend himself,
Killing seconds he sees us to grow,
Still standing there.
In our death he digs our grave,
He's cruel when he wants,
He stays when we lose he helps us rise,
And remains until the end.
Path Of Life, we choose it,
Time will shape,
Will not live these moments again,
But the instant remains.
Dodging the sin, when it suits,
Influence of the world,
General madness takes up our brain,
But he arranges it all.
Time for thinking,
Avoiding lies,
Always in search of truth,
He gives reasons to compose ourselves,
Patience we need too,
In the waiting we maturate,
He prepares us for the real,
He never seems to pass as we need,
But flame returns to use.
Path Of Life, we choose it,
Time will shape,
Will not live these moments again,
But the instant remains.
Dodging the sin, when it suits,
Influence of the world,
General madness takes up our brain,
But he arranges it all.
Listen, Choose,
And learning you will find yourself.
Clock ticks, its hands,
While they don't stop we have to follow the sign.
Time, protector of soul,
Influence, is sometimes good.
Now, advantadge,
Time goes by until the end of our lives.
Path Of Life, we choose it,
Time will shape,
Will not live these moments again,
But the instant remains.
Dodging the sin, when it suits,
Influence of the world,
General madness takes up our brain,
But he arranges it all.
Path Of Life, we choose it,
Time will shape,
Will not live these moments again,
But the instant remains.
Dodging the sin, when it suits,
Influence of the world,
General madness takes up our brain,
But he arranges it all.