Closer IQ (EN)

What began as hope
Became the fate of many nations
Founded on a lie
Believed by everyone
Slandered and betrayed
A character assassination
Watch the guilty fade
Now the work is done

Ghosts of early days
Gather round the late arrivals
All parade upon
The earth to which they're bound
Silent in their course
They steal across the icy stations
Words are useless now
They fall upon the ground

One and the same
Parallels remain
In air as in the flame
I can see everything get closer everyday

Hold on
When I'm dead and gone from you
Remember me as light breaking through
Stay strong
Any time you feel you're lost
I will carry you back across