Chasing traces of fallen satellites
Giants loose their graces
Very much similar to the history of human lives аnd changing faces
Willing to reach the highest mountain peak
And than happy enough to see
Couple of roofs below a windowsill of the cell
That costs bit more than everything
Giants lost their graces
Giants lost their graces
Hidden doors locked with a key
Kept in a treasure chest
Treasure chest
Guarded by beasts living inside our heads
Giants that lost their graces
Never give a damn
Nice girl or a go od boy
Runner in a race
For hell knows who's joy
Ready to give a bit more than everything
