Letras
Lost in the battlefield of opposite extremes
I ponder the enbankment that stands in between
The monochrome and colour entirity, I see
Beauty and chaos of fate and destiny
We stand in the balance
Oh
Absorb every aspect
Yeah
Fatality of optimism shall we not embrace
But evolve into the actual with grace
Outweigh the balance through excessive choice
I return to the wisdom of this equalateral place
Rebuild thy strength
Ooh
Through irreligious choice
Yeah
Come walk with me through violet smokescreens
Where both feet tread upon joys and agonies
Calm in all we see masters of destiny