The Tale Of Times

I declare a new era of love,
of love, of love, of love
I know my name, I know my part,
I’m bold enough to face my crimes
I might be young, but maybe I’m old,
for I can tell the tale of times
Love can only be met with love,
with love, with love, with love
Hate can only lead to war,
and the war you wage with your own soul
Truth can only free your heart,
but you choose to hide
You point the blame outside,
and so you weave the tale of times
Your crime, your crime
You’re crying
I declare I’m coming home,
and you can’t keep me from my throne
It’s my rightful place to be,
and I don’t care if you agree
I gently, humbly serve the world,
and I don’t care if I’m heard
As long as I’m heard by the ready few
God is the way; love is the truth
Love can only be met with love,
with love, with love, with love
Hate can only lead to war,
and the war you wage with your own soul
Truth can only free your heart,
but you choose to hide
You point the blame outside,
and so you weave the tale of times
Your crime, your crime
You’re crying, you’re crying
You’re crying, you’re crying
© Lila Tace
Lila Tace: Composition, Production, Guitar, Vocals, Synthesizer
Mariam Aly: Vocals