Defying The Gods

I can count the grains in the top of the sandglass
 Your game is about to be over
 I've learnt to read the signs
 Now I'm capable to decode the message
 New voices will command your portrait will be burnt
 We need to shed skin
 You've been riding for a fall – rotten to the core
 Your vanity knows no bounds
 CHORUS
 Staring at the distance
 See bright lights again
 Come to built a different end
 and then trail away
 You show no scruples always devastate
 Without counting the cost
 You provoke us to action and actions speak louder than words!
 CHORUS
 The picture of a new horizon needs still to be drawn
 Blustery days of faith charged with the energy of the storm
 We will modify the new land
 Fighting till we shot our bolt
 Your old rotten roots won't last another winter