Wait, maybe this place isn't everything Maybe we don't need anything concrete You say hold on to little securities Hope that the world won't carry me away, away All of the piles of gold Moments we lost our souls All of this will go to waste Wait, what if the world's gone bad tomorrow? Darkness before being lied to, what then? Your face is hardly a wall of security Won't stop the blows of our enemies They'll win, they'll win All of the piles of gold Moments we lost our souls All of this will go to waste It's just not a mystery Lack of a expertise It won't be good for anything, anything