“What’s a soul in the land of the soulless?”
I wonder while I lie.
What’s a heart where the heartless one’s ones wander?
Questions keep poking me while I die.
What’s the point of running through this pointlessness, I ponder.
Cause it feels like hell.
No matter how many mountains I go over, I will never prevail.
That was before I changed.
Ever since I heard that little whisper, I learned how to never fail.
You don’t have to believe it’s true just take a look.
All the glory and gold came my way after I signed my name in that book.
I gave up wishing on stars a while ago.
They only watched me from an oblivion I’ll never know,
But now I’ve changed.
He came and whispered to me the answer to all my pain.
If I knew this then I would sign my name again.
I’ll do it ten times over.
Cause what’s a soul to the world of the soulless?