Crossing the Final Gate versuri

Versuri Walk In Darkness & Emiliano Pasquinelli – Crossing the Final Gate lyrics

Just follow my steps
My body is a river in a summer valley
No pain is worthy of such horizons

Don’t be afraid to walk in darkness
Fear not the demons of sleepless nights
The day always follows night
And the sun restores her colours
(How far away do the stars
Seem to you?
You were a child when you could touch
Them with your hands)
When the waves rise and fall
We learn the secrets of losing and finding
We observe the moon’s cycle
And we learn that things begin and end

(The day is over
There’s no jobs to be done)
I sing of my mother’s face that I seek in every smile
I sing of my father’s hands that have guided my way
I sing of ancient pagan Gods that loved this world
I sing of those who dream and rise above the ruins

The trees will return to bloom
Like light low clouds recur and on the oceans
Hurricanes will return to sever
The heather from the cliffs
(Among the fallen trees
Among the broken branches
You can see the demons in flight
You can see the demons waiting
Do not blame fate only your steps
Led you here)
Just follow my steps
My body is a river in a summer valley
No pain is worthy of such horizons

Don’t be afraid to walk in darkness
Fear not the demons of sleepless nights
The day always follows night
And the sun restores her colours
(How far away do the stars
Seem to you?
You were a child when you could touch
Them with your hands)
When the waves rise and fall
We learn the secrets of losing and finding
We observe the moon’s cycle
And we learn that things begin and end

(The day is over
There’s no jobs to be done)
I sing of my mother’s face that I seek in every smile
I sing of my father’s hands that have guided my way
I sing of Ancient pagan Gods that loved this world
I sing of those who dream and rise above the ruins

(Where lights play with shadows
All things falls apart)
I sing of ancient pagan Gods that loved this world
I sing of those who dream and rise above the ruins
I sing of my mother’s face that I seek in every smile
I sing of my father’s hands that have guided my way
(This is a new order where the wisdom is pointless)
I sing of Ancient pagan Gods that loved this world
I sing of those who dream and rise above the ruins