Fallin Away From Grace

We are slaves in the hands of fate

From the cradle to the grave

Sense of freedom is made of false

Illusions of hope

Now the time has come little child

Come along with me for a while

Climb the mountain high to the ruins

Up there I will tell you the truth

We are alone

Nobody cares for us oh anymore

We are the hopeless souls

Where do we go?

All around you see the decay

Everything is fading away

War, disaster, fatal disease

Rape the lands and poison the seas

Something I never understand

Who decides on life and death

Day by day when a newborn dies

Nobody hears our cries

You, my boy, do you hear my word

Welcome to the real world

We are dust in the endless space

Fallin' away from grace

We are slaves in the hands of fate

From the cradle to the grave

Sense of freedom is made of false

Illusions of hope

Sometimes Fate is the name of those

Who are chosen to destroy

They can kill in a thousand ways

In their power games

Fallin' away

Fallin' away

We are alone

Fallin' away from grace