Will we find a way out?
The reason we're here, is it left for us just to survive?
Are we to come through these times we had seen
Or face our mortality?

Feel the breeze, the water's rising
And gaze into the new horizon!
All that is left for me - is the new uprising
Covering the fields - the new horizon!

Altered scenes come before me, as we flee
A paradise lost once by the humanity's ways

Denominations, appointing innocent victims for their blame
All the signs we'd seen, they've come true
A brutal reality

Observe the future that we breed
Made of covered intentions that are played by our fears!

Feel the breeze
Face your inner fears
Leave your dreams
We are the generation of the postmodern tears

Feel the breeze of the new horizon - the new horizon!

Ancient scenes flowing through me, as I dream
Evading pulses of hope that still keeps fueling our way
The tide's rising – distancing shores between you and me
Memories of what once was
They're fading away!

Failing, the generations of endless blame!

Fading into the arms the never ending
Failing, the generations of endless blame!

We fight to the last man standing, there's no winner in this
Only nature, the strongest, is the one that will thrive
What are the reasons for us staying here anyway?
What's left for you and me in this?
It's the new horizon