ALCHEMY
Over the ages,
until today
We’ve tried to find our fortune in almost every way
We spend every hour to find the key that opens the doorway to eternity
Who brings us gold?
Who brings us our precious moments?
Who brings us hope?
If we fear to fail - who brings us our gold?
Turning the pages
of history
There isn't a day in our lives
That we could stand still
We spend every hour to climb on that hill
With enormous power and an immortal will
Chorus repeated
The flesh of Gods
shines so bright
Like a sunrise on the sea
It takes the lives of wounded hearts
And wakes a greed that goes so deep
The flesh of Gods shines so bright
Like the fire that swallows everything
It takes the lives of wounded hearts
And wakes a greed that goes so deep… so deep
Text:
Frank Bossert