opening my eyes, recalling everything
countless faces in my hands,
everyone is a stranger, but seems familiar at the same time
everybody is still fighting, but i resist
to keep using my sword...
my king, my son
my faith will sound like you
like echoes in space, and i will live in my wisdom for you
my king my son
opening my heart, loving everything
countless lifes in my hands
everyone is a stranger
sailing the same ship in this world
everybody is still fighting
but no one knows to stop using the sword
no one knows......
use your heart instead...
my king, my son
my faith will sound like you
like echoes in space, and i will live in my wisdom for you
my king my son
my king my son, my faith will sound like you
like echoes in space, and you will live in my wisdom forever...forever....
