A Coming Race

(альбом: The Final Chapter - 1997)

Why all this searching?
The answer's always been near
It is our destiny

Away from a screeching people
Waiting to destroy ourselves
They can't interfere with history

Nuclear creation
For eternity
Looking for others
That can't be seen

How I wish they would land here
But it's too late now
Time is dying, I told you
We've fallen to our own decay

Whoa

In the other dimension
Time will no longer exist
No one never grow old

Something mankind will never resist
Try destroy it
I told you

How I wish they would land here
But it's too late now
Time is dying, I told you
We've fallen to our own decay

How I wish they would land here
But it's too late now
Time is dying, I told you
We've fallen to our own decay