• 2011 Март
• 2011 Сентябрь

Sands Of Time

The winds of change are everywhere
And all the world must be aware
There's nowhere left for man to go
The sands of time are running low

These visions fall before my face
I see the end of human's race
These feelings rise inside my soul
And everything is our of control

The wind sof change
Are in the air
The winds of change
Are everywhere