Sanoja: Sparta. Echodyne Harmonic.

They say it takes a ring of gold, to fix the outer shell
So hold on until they return
Enslave the native tongue, to mind their freedom out
So hold on and don't give in

Our world is only what we're told
How do we know?

Life spans thousand years have gone, but just a minute above
So hold on until they return
Sheltered thoughts and fears, if they claim what's theirs
So hold on and don't give in

Our world is only what we're told
How do we know?
Our world is only what we're told
How do we know?

So hold on, so hold on
So hold on, so hold on, so hold on