Devotion III - Foundation

From the moment we’re born

Our sun is made to set

Just how much time will you waste?

Every Rope Has Its End

We live like we’re invincible

But there’s a truth you just can’t ignore

How much of this life will be thrown away?

Every Rope Has Its End

«So It goes»

Leaves turn from green to gold

And fall back to earth, dust turned to stone

And back to dust

Every last sea will merely be salt

Bone white grains tumble through the glass

The end lives in us all waiting for time

To breath out so why

Would we shorten the thread

When there’s so many mountains to conquer

Bridges to burn

Hearts to mend

And enemies

Left to crush!

There’s a pine box with my name

There is a plot for you and me

There will be no more hurt

No more sadness

No more uncertainty

There will be no more hope

No more love

No more devotion

No more us

No more length to grasp

No more

Cause…

Every rope has its end!