Hostages of a plan how to survive...
Why in the birth we have no choice?
To be part of a supreme plan, puppets of right or wrong, of happiness and sadness
This is the plan!

(Chorus)
Oh! This is the plan...
The Master Plan... the game of life!
Oh no! There’s no return... the game of life!

The search for eternity... the end or the beginning?
Live with the doubt, immortal after the death?
To age is what remains for us... don’t question because this is the rule.
This is the plan!

(Chorus)
Oh! This is the plan...
The Master Plan... the game of life!
Oh no! There’s no return... the game of life!







By Larissa Pranches - © Copyright- Mystical End 2003