Tekster: Soilwork. The Chainheart Machine. Spirits Of The Future Sun.

Total oblivion of my inner past
Will I ever be the same again?
Landscapes of treasures before my eyes
Now it's over, forget the past

Spirits of the future sun
Spirits of the future sun

Legal lies and desperate cries
I cannot see, I'm on my own
Self destructive and the anguish of youth
Future's rising in your mind

Spirits of the future sun
Spirits of the future sun

Your spirits wait for me in vain
I won't fall

Sun burns red on the innocent child
Twisted rules by uncommon souls
Computerized, pathetic lies
The lights are out, here comes the war

Spirits of the future sun
Spirits of the future sun

Your spirits wait for me in vain
Well, I won't fall
Your spirits wait for me in vain
Well, I won't fall

Total oblivion of my inner past
Will I ever be the same again?
Landscapes of treasures before my eyes
Now it's over, forget the past

Spirits of the future sun
Spirits of the future sun