The Tale Of Times

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