Under endless skies
I seem to find no rest
'Cause no constellations
are left to guide my steps
Nothing stands the test of time
And everything decays
My empty shell won't leave a mark
Upon this barren place

So can it be
It all amounts to nothing
In the middle of infinty ?

The horizon is
forever far away
When there is nowhere left to go
And nowhere left to stay
And what I lost will wear me down
Like grinding of the sand
'Till nothing's left except the dust
The wind blows from my hand

So can it be
It all amounts to nothing
In the middle of infinty ?