The Conquest

Let me tell you a true story

About the so called human race

How it's seeking for a new and better world

Full of hope and without fear of loss, exodiel tendency

Just set the sails and control unknown sea

But they will never reach a shore

Not knowing what they're looking for

Many have gone away for summer

Many have gone away forever

Many have gone away for summer

Many have gone away forever

We only think about the bad things

Don't enjoy the real good things

We are chasing our tails until we die

Some people call it irony and others destiny

Considering too long, till it's too late

But they will never reach a shore

Not knowing what they're looking for

Many have gone away for summer

Many have gone away forever

Many have gone away for summer

Many have gone away forever

But they will never reach a shore

Not knowing what they're looking for

Many have gone away for summer

Many have gone away forever

Many have gone away for summer

Many have gone away forever