Album: The Hill Of Crosses

December Song

This is the longest road to nowhere
Although it's shorter than you think
When the shutters comes down
When the chain breaks its link

Can love triumph
Will hate fall
Can good win?
Probably not at all

The tide will go out and not return
The flame will die and never again burn
I will fall asleep and never awake
The next page of the diary won't have a date

Can love triumph
Will hate fall
Can good win?
Probably not at all

With vile defeats
I limp towards December
Full of vile deceits
But destined not to be remembered