Letra de Forty Years After Null (There's No Answer to the Riddle)
My friend, sweet friend, is everyone condemned? We sleep and dream, to never wake again You plead to see, in the church of no belief A way that hope, is predestined to succeed Tonight, this night, brings a tranquilizing sense I killed, and kill, and I swear I'll kill again We drink our dreams, with the sanctity of tears And cry in vain, to expiate of our fears"There's no answer to the riddle; there's no meaning to our lives Our existence has no context; there's no god or grand design"My friend, sweet friend, we truly are condemned We sleep alone, and never wake again We cleanse ourselves, in the blood of our beliefs This hand, this knife; are the eyes I use to see Let's drink and dance, to wash away the pain The stars that die, will never burn again We build our dreams, from birth until the end From blood we come, in blood we shall descend