Someone came to this place
At the beginning of the times
Always telling a truth
Across the universe
Now they return with the mission to help
This sick world, sick of evil
They left here perfect signals
That can hold within some answer
To so much pain, to so much cynicism
And to a decision of self-destruction
Ancestral temples
Marks on the stones
Ships and cities
Traces in the ground
Talk of other beings that live here before
All their world's scarce wisdom, something left to us
They are here all the time
Feeling the end of human beings
Wanting to avoid what is to come
Knowing we don't want to die
They know, they can see beyond
Feeling, waiting for a signal
Wanting to prevent it one more time
Knowing that day will soon arrive
They are here all the time
Feeling the end of human being
Wanting to avoid what is to come
Knowing we don't want to die
They know, they can see beyond
Feeling, waiting for some signal
Wanting to prevent it one more time
Knowing that day will soon arrive
Feeling
Wanting
Knowing
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
