For a while
I will search
The past is gone
Lost and sad

Remember me as cherokee, remember me as pottery

Cast delayed
Shore aside
Moor and whore
Facts collide

I don´t want to be afraid
I don´t want to search you
I don´t want to be afraid
Well here he comes and everything goes

Seconds go by as I am counting crowbars
In 1605 nobody hears me
I´m locked in a time, I´m locked in a picture
Where boys became men and killed each other