Looking to the horizon
I wonder to myself about its color
About its darkness with no light
About the truth with no lies
Wondering is the only thing that's left
Living for my reason at all
Living for your reason... that's all
Seeing sounds as I hear colors
Breathing wars as I live in peace
Raining fire in needing of water
Standing inside this walls of gold and steal
Lovers will no longer live for hate
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