What have the prophets done to gain the path we seek?
The grayness that I see above it always follows me
And the fruits of this life they take on many forms
As the fire in Hell's cauldron, the image it always burns

And the books
See the pages
Read between the lines
It's been shadowed with disillusionment
Just take back what you find

Let's hide away to the distant hills never question why
When we were conceived to this we were baptized by fire

No, it's a lie and it's not mine
It's a tragedy, a mystery
That we must find
It's a call to war,
It's a shameless whore
It's a fantasy, a mystery
It's all you wanted here

I know that I can be sure of a quiet walk with you
Scenes of distance and sounds of calming, my hideaway is you
Dreams are slower, the day is longer, and I can face it too
Take me hold me, no one can hurt me, all because of you

Sold, it's a fake
It's a give and take
It's a mystery, infinity
It's a world too late
It's a kind of fear
And it's all right here
Don't know the way I feel today

Though it feels I'm way ahead this time
Seems far too good to be true
I know...
I know

I know that there is a savior when the day is through
A passive knowing, a faithful wanting, a world I know as you

And fate is a walk I fear to take it's true
I know...
I sometimes feel I'll never make it through
I know...
I know

Like a child born to survive all, basking time with you
Spending hours on ivory towers, could this all be true?

Hate, it's a fire
It's a bold faced lie
It's a fallacy, insanity
The disease inside
It