No tears in the eyes of those two. The other doesn't understand, the other doesn't care.
They're building a tower just to make it fall on their neck. We are the ones
who stands by the poison in our hearts.
A tear in the eyes of this one. The one who does understand, the one who does care.
He's building a tower just to make it fall on his neck.
He is the one who falls by the poison in our hearts.
Blind for the fact that decay is ours and death the only eternal friend.
Morning sun is the mask of the end, two faced devil but the only thing we trust.
Hate for the one who has the pain. Strength for the one who has the hate.
Invisible solitude. And I'm above.
The duet of Heaven and Hell singing "eternally echoing" words.
Everyone is something for no-one, to be forgotten and gone.