Nothing Is The Same

I follow the pale light on the horizon I then feel like I'm moving slowly, over thin ice And when the ice breaks, I see myself in a rowboat without oars Somewhere there is someone who roll the dice Who do I want to be Who do I want to become Who do I want to transform into When nothing is the same A mist far away in the distance, a desolate roar Hard to feel strength here in the dark Hard to feel the power of this rage Hard to find the strength, to find the spark In the wind so cold, the choir of death sings my own requiem I see a shining road that leads straight to mayhem Who do I want to be Who do I want to become Who do I want to transform into When nothing is the same A scream of anguish that finds its way through the darkness A train rushing forward in the black night A pain so great that you don't know how to get out I see a lighthouse in the distance that wants to guide me right In the wind so cold, the choir of death sings my own requiem I see a shining road that leads straight to mayhem Who do I want to be Who do I want to become Who do I want to transform into When nothing is the same