Some Day - Norther

Hand-built by echoes of the centuries

From steps of truth and divine

To gates of hereby and blasphemy

I've made my way

I am confusion

I have no place for redemption

From pure to all hollow

You have made my way

How will I know what's right or wrong

Guide me to live through illusions

Through times of lies and deceit

How will I ever be like you made me

You have made your way

Some day I will be free

Some day some day

Some say they'll come for me

Some say some day

Wake up from your dream

Wake up from your dream

From your dream

Some day i will be free

Some day some day

Some day i'll come for me

Some day some day

Wake up form your dream

Wake up form your dream

Wake up form your dream

Form your dream

Wake up form your dream

Form your dream