Sonata Arctica – The Last Amazing Grays
The mystery of death before us,
Soon every night will bring the light, and close my eyes
Sometimes life in here is too limited,
Sometimes we don’t care at all, sometimes
Time will change the familiar face,
Brightest colors fade to gray,
The fear is real,
One winter’s day brings the clarity
I feel the time is catching up with us,
How many days until this hunger is satisfied?
Living the final golden days, we are the last amazing grays,
Hoping the young will Read more…






