What fine judgement I see in the eyes of our world leaders Oh how beautiful life could be if it hadn't been shot to pieces
Ooh Shot to pieces
What secret music do I hear upon the drums of my ear
What great pleasure I feel I come from nowhere and I shall return Because of you people I will flee I see my late identity burn
I come from nowhere I come from nowhere I come from nowhere I come from nowhere
What great pleasure I feel [how beautiful life could be] What great pleasure I feel [how beautiful life could be] What great pleasure I feel [how beautiful life could be] What great pleasure I feel [how beautiful life could be]
Compositores: Anneke Van Giersbergen, The Gathering