A magnificently enchanted key A lock that conceals what one will soon be A castle made from glossed and chiseled quartz A you doomed to tempostuestly traverse
A set of swings blowing with the wind of time A representation of a maze of your mind A library, crisped pages, tales of a life A soul that dies on repetitive timeline
I will find a way to stop losing myself Have control of myself, and of time These stories of mine, I'll continue to write Trough these dimensions of time
I will search the white castle This white castle of my mind
An illusion created for your demise A paved path to guide one from fraudulent lies This place is far from what you think that it is Escaping is the only way you will win
Is this the way that I am losing myself? Am I in control, or is time? These pages that turn with the lessons I learn Who possesses them, aren't hey mine?
Oh, what is this white castle This white castle of my mind? Oh, oh, oh, oh o o oh
This is the way I am losing myself I'm not in control, I'm losing time Rooms full of shelves of the stories I tell A life that used to be mine
Lost in this white castle This white castle of my mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
