Tekster: Soilwork. Natural Born Chaos. As We Speak.

As we speak, the stable table turns
As we speak, I should have known we're burned
With the guess, I'll never, never learn
Which of those faces who makes it all turn
As we speak I'm going deeper down
As we speak with a terrible sound
A feeble holy bastard son
Has it only just begun?

I turn away
(Fadin' out alone)
Was a lifetime worth it all?
Fadin' out
(Fadin' out alone)
As we speak we turn to stone
(As we speak we turn to stone)

As we speak, a young man loses his mind
As we speak, he kills what's next in line
A broken down mother asks herself why
Is this the end of her precious time?
As we speak, a conscience leaves without a trace
A silent departure to a silent place
What do we know about the anger that starts to grow?

(Don't despair)
Time will heal your torment
(Don't you dare)
Spend your days in hell
(So beware)
Faith will bring you treason
(While you stare, oh)

I turn away, turn away
Was a lifetime worth it all?
Fadin' out
(Fadin' out)
As we speak we turn to stone
Turn away
(Fading out)
Was a lifetime worth it all?
Fadin' out
(Fadin' out)
As we speak we turn to stone
Turn away
(Fading out)
As a lifetime turns to stone