Music: The Gathering, Lyrics: Niels)



I have an injunction, don't look surprised

Time to get even in this unproved life

Questions all over the years I live

Time for some answers, beware of my drift



So on, be true, denial won't work

And there is nothing you can't do

A feast arises, be glad you're invited

The future has no past, pass the wine



All those worries about all those dreams

All those nights when I screamed

Captured in security, a babbling brook

Let's drop a bomb and act like fools



But a true feast arises when you're done

And you're done when prospects are gone



Cause when you're down in the mud cause

dreams won't come, pleasure is gone

what did you do wrong

And you're trying to gain the fortune

and fame of the ones you admire, don't

try to remain. Security is just a game