| Song | Will To Live |
| Artist | Gazpacho |
| Album | Missa Atropos |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The time will come | |
| When breathing screams to breath | |
| The will to live | |
| The hour when the ship comes in | |
| All you give | |
| As the main sails lift | |
| And the boats are sailing for the shore | |
| The hour when you ship comes in | |
| In candlelight | |
| Where being is just being | |
| There’s a silence feasting | |
| In light it’s floating | |
| Through a void the whole world could never fill | |
| You charge windmills | |
| But the snail sits still | |
| As the ocean beats upon the shore | |
| Of freedom in the chaos within | |
| In candlelight | |
| Where being is just being | |
| There’s a silence feasting | |
| In light it’s floating | |
| Through a hole the whole world could never fill |
| The time will come | |
| When breathing screams to breath | |
| The will to live | |
| The hour when the ship comes in | |
| All you give | |
| As the main sails lift | |
| And the boats are sailing for the shore | |
| The hour when you ship comes in | |
| In candlelight | |
| Where being is just being | |
| There' s a silence feasting | |
| In light it' s floating | |
| Through a void the whole world could never fill | |
| You charge windmills | |
| But the snail sits still | |
| As the ocean beats upon the shore | |
| Of freedom in the chaos within | |
| In candlelight | |
| Where being is just being | |
| There' s a silence feasting | |
| In light it' s floating | |
| Through a hole the whole world could never fill |
| The time will come | |
| When breathing screams to breath | |
| The will to live | |
| The hour when the ship comes in | |
| All you give | |
| As the main sails lift | |
| And the boats are sailing for the shore | |
| The hour when you ship comes in | |
| In candlelight | |
| Where being is just being | |
| There' s a silence feasting | |
| In light it' s floating | |
| Through a void the whole world could never fill | |
| You charge windmills | |
| But the snail sits still | |
| As the ocean beats upon the shore | |
| Of freedom in the chaos within | |
| In candlelight | |
| Where being is just being | |
| There' s a silence feasting | |
| In light it' s floating | |
| Through a hole the whole world could never fill |