A house made of cards and no time to run

Unfolding the path before me

Together with you and not making sense



And slid from my grasp, that moment in time

When everything stood to reason

The clarity gone, I wait for my fate



Black clouds gathering

Wind, carry the word of my fate



Ride, ride like the wind



It's fanning my flame, too bright to be real

It's burning my eyes to ashes

I'm one with the steel, too bright to be real



Black clouds gathering

Wind, carry the word of my fate



Ride, ride like the wind