halls of ruin feel the stone
fathers built alone
feel the evil fly
home
we move each others time
emotion crying lies
no more coming down
alive.
all in here is circle friend,
laden the worlds end, goverments decide you
only owe them now,
but they dont know your proud
willing to fight all.
and no one has my soul
and no one has my soul.
now i think we should decide
to leave them well behind
and go and find the place for hearts
please keep out of the cold
dont ever sell your soul
they wont be far behind to use.
and no one has my soul.
and no one has my soul.