Past The Gates

[Music by S. Ojanen & V. Viitanen, Lyrics by S. Ojanen]Past the gatesYour soul createsLies a pathThat radiatesIn a world of sterile crowdsWe are part of the systemClosed from wisdomBuried words, running deepStinging into a questionSuggestionIn my daysI've not heardA stronger soundAnd I believeIn silence liesThe power to hearNot in fearNot being austereThrough the hallsA whisper callsIn a world of broken glassWe are hovering overA four-leaf cloverBut no one knows when to endAnd for how long until it's overIn my daysI've not heardA stronger soundAnd I believeIn silence liesThe power to hearNot in fearNot being austere