Expecting The Ashes Of Wind

A new sunset has opened your wings
And tried to observe, the amazing wind
Let things come to you, let life guide you
Wait and take a deep breath
We have to expect the ashes of wind

Too many questions. Who are we?
Ages of history. Life, god, death, and light
We are demons by own

Every colour turns to grey
Three fingers and everything goes away
I want to fly in a very special way
We're in their secret sanctum
We never decide our own destiny
He is the one that decides for us

Let things come to you, let life guide you
Wait and take a deep breath
The Advent of a new end, the ashes of wind
We never decide our own destiny
He is the one that decides for us

Two fingers to death
I'm just waiting to see
I have to start searching myself
Expecting the life of an ash
One finger to night

Now I escape from my body
And float like a feather floats on wind
The echo of my voice it's covered of silence
One step of the edge and my question will be solved
Now I stand and scream myself

I was expecting a change in our life
And life is expecting my voice on wind