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Wings of fire, are sailing past the pint of no returnBlinding eyes, from which it hides the keySeek to rise, begotten are the fools who'll never knowForce will hide the presence that we seeThere's no time to run awayA prophecy will make its stayCourse of rage, a never ending fight for the unknownTo justify the formulated schemeSo we find a gleaming light to lead us far beyondThe closing gates of our societyThere's no time to run awayA prophecy will make its stay Aus Songtexte Mania