Текст песни The Hope, the Bread and the Wine - Omega

Endless desolate plane, light dust drizzles
Under purple sky, the big crowd just stands
Here is the man, every eyes look at him
The gathered waits for him to perform a new miracle
Without a word he breaks, yet there is no bread remains
Without a trace, everything he touches disappears
The army of destruction is scattered in the wind
He had the beginning; mankind had the ending
Along the stars' way, along the stars' way
Yet the finish is so distant, so far away
Along the stars' way, along the stars' way
One who's afraid to go on will perish