Voice of Glass - 11th HOUR
The shadow falls above my eyes.
The breath of day fades away.
In this hour of destiny,
These years of pain meet the grave.
The first will be last,
The last will be first.
Open your eyes.
The last will be first,
The first will be last,
When this hour dies.
This suffering will waste away.
All that remains will be re-named.
Letras Voice of Glass