World of fantasy
The legion of hetheriaSo beautiful, so wonderful
I cannot believe
In here there's no harm,
There are no weapons,
There's just a sample
of what mankind leaves behind
Dreams, fantasies that simply can't be real
Once in evil, what is to feel?
It's time to feel, it's time to kill
Kill goodness against your will
Be, be free and swim against the stream
It may just lead you to the brim
Where no one will hear your screams
Where there's no wake up, there's no dream
I've been lost inside fantasy,
So bitter and so sweet,
I don't dare waking up
My eyes refuse to see, 'cuz
There are no weapons
there's more than a sample
of what's left from sanity
Why can't we see through
the glass of purity?
What keeps us from living
In a world of fantasy
Why can't we stop playing
Games with destiny?
What leads us to corrupt
the innocent?