Letra de Until The End Of Days - Times Of Grace

Like a withered tree in winter's hold, pieces falling all around.
Sight lost in a once brilliant sky, now reduced to shades of pale grey.
What have I become? What have I become?
My voice resounds. Arms outstretched. Embrace the end of days.
Reach to the skies. Arms outstretched. Embrace the end of days.
Fall apart. Drifting down to the sound of mournful harmonies.
Now my voice resounds. What have I become?
I was looking for answers. Trapped in a hopeless state of mind.
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I was drifting and searching. Now my purpose is found.
My voice resounds. Guide my path. Until the end of days.
Reach to the skies. Deliverance. Until the end of days.
I am steadfast. Given sight. I sustain. Until the end of days.
Tear me apart. Look into my soul. I sustain. Until the end of days.
Arms outstretched (arms outstretched) to embrace (to embrace) the end of days.