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.