Este es un delicioso tema de más de 8 minutos que contiene riffs poderosos como truenos, guitarras acústicas, voces que parecen salidas de ultratumba, en fin, una amalgama de sonidos y estilos tan rica como los atrezos de la reina de Inglaterra. Que la disfrutéis.
“You were a comrade to my mother, a father to his son.
And from son to father, you were the only one.”
I have no more tears to cry and my eyes dry like the morning sky.
I am sorry mother, for your loss.
Brother, for I was not there to hear your calls.
Father, the pain was much to bear but this time in the next life I swear.
You were a comrade to my mother.
You were a father to his son.
And from son to father.
Oh, you were the only one.
How foolish can one be…
Life evolves in mysterious ways from our bloom and our fate through eternity we fade away. As mysteries unfold it seems to me like a destiny, unforgiving, unfulfilling yet so serene.
…to betray his own family?
Way up high in the glorious sky,
I spot with the corner of my eyes,
a majestic eagle fly.
And when my time comes to close my eyes,
father I shall come to thee…
Welcome me with your broken wings.
On your last day you wished me well and from son to his father oh, I bid thee farewell.
And like son to his father oh, I bid thee farewell.