Текст песни Everywhere We Looked Was Burning - Thomas Attar Bellier Rework - Emel

No one remember the lonely edges of a time lost in decay

It was all ending so strongly spreading
Everywhere we looked was burning

The hours are getting late
The hours are getting late

So quietly as the ocean for the first time
He walked back for the last time

We looked back but there was no remaining
And I couldn't stop them from drowning

The hours are getting late
The hours are getting late

In a silent hour we build two separate worlds
We build two restless worlds
With all the fighting, all the wanting
All the rancour, all the greed
We lose the way

The hours are getting late
The hours are getting late
The hours, the hours
The hours