Two souls
walk on the road
they met once
then parted ways
Hope. It captures with a golden net then torments in vain
and this soul must learn - in Time:
This castle's been already built up.
At the first brick, where were you?
Where were you in my war, my bitter war cry?
What do you want from me now outside my wall?
(You're outside, there's no door)
You're outside my wall
(You're outside, there's no door)
You're outside my wall
(You're outside, there's no door)
You're outside my wall
(You're outside, no door)
Two lives
virtue and vice
truth in lies
yins to the yangs
Lone. Devours with a yawning void which may never let one go
and this soul must shout out loud:
This castle's been already built up.
At the first brick, where were you?
Where were you in my war, my bitter war cry?
What do you want from me now outside my wall?
(You're outside, there's no door)
You're outside my wall
(You're outside, there's no door)
You're outside my wall
(You're outside, there's no door)
You're outside my wall
(You're outside, no door)
This castle's been already built up.
At the first brick, where were you?
Where were you in my war, my bitter war cry?
What do you want from me now outside my wall?
(You're outside, there's no door)
You're outside my wall
(You're outside, there's no door)
You're outside my wall
(You're outside, there's no door)
You're outside my wall
(You're outside, no door)
