Hand built by echoes of the centuries
From steps of truth and divine
To gates of heresy and blasphemy
I've made my way
I am confusion
I have no place for redemption
From pure to all hollow
You have made my way
How will I know what's right or wrong?
Guide me to live through illusions
Through times of lies and deceit
How will I ever be like you made me?
You have made your way
Some day I will be free
Some day, some day
Some say they'll come for me
Some say, some day
Wake up from your dream
Wake up from your dream
From your dream
Some day I will be free
Some day, some day
Some say they'll come for me
Some say, some day
Wake up from your dream
Wake up from your dream
Wake up from your dream
From your dream
Wake up from your dream
From your dream
