Texty: From Our Hands. Buildings Fall. When Water Turns To Wine.

What if there's no god
Who is taking care
Who will give an absolution for the human race

When water turns to wine
Be prepared to die
Baby baby don't you cry, it's your last time

If you do
I'm not in despair
If you do
I swear it's for the last time

Don't let down your sight
Even if you find it boring
You will miss the stars above in the skies
They are falling
Right for you
Trust my words if you are lost
Follow me and day will turn to night

What if there's no truth
What if there's no man
What if words have lost their meaning
What if no one cares

When watter turns to wine
Will you still be mine
I feel like I'm suffocated by the weight of time

If you do
I'm not in despair
If you do
I swear it's for the last time

We may be suffocated
By words that no one tells
We still refuse to suffer
We will keep our hands raised