Seven Days Into Nevermore - Balance Of Power

-We don’t know with what weapons world war three will be fought,

but world war four will be

Fought with sticks and stones.

This is not the end of predicted danger

It’s your disgrace

But you made it well

So the world can tell

It’s your face

It’s on the fire that burns inside

And I see the light

The colours of your heart

And they’re slowly changing

The colours of your mind

And they’re slowly fading

It’s all in vain

So time does what it will

Try asking whose to blame

For a throw away existence

I see… the light, the way

Nothing of the past

And were disappearing

And nothing gonna last

The end is nearing

Changes changing

Seven days into nevermore

Learning turning

Seven days into nevermore

You’re a grain of sand

In the desert that was mankind

I don’t understand

How all of us are blinded

By the light, blinded

Turn another page, and there’s no beginning

We are just at an age, and time is winning

Seven days… nevermore, grain of sand

You know the score, desert man…

He needs one more, seven days to nevermore

To nevermore, to nevermore, forevermore