We don't know with what weapons World War Three will be fought
But world war four will be
Fought with sticks and stones
This is not the end of predicted danger

It's your disgrace
But you made it well
So the world can tell
It's your face
It's on the fire that burns inside
And I see the light

The colours of your heart
And they're slowly changing
The colours of your mind
And they're slowly fading

It's all in vain
So time does what it will
Try asking whose to blame
For a throw away existence
I see the light, the way
Nothing of the past
And were disappearing
And nothing gonna last
The end is nearing

Changes changing
Seven days into nevermore
Learning turning
Seven days into nevermore

You're a grain of sand
In the desert that was mankind
I don't understand
How all of us are blinded
By the light, blinded

Turn another page, and there's no beginning
We are just at an age, and time is winning

Seven days nevermore, grain of sand
You know the score, desert man
He needs one more, seven days to nevermore
To nevermore, to nevermore, forevermore