Isn\'t hard to be mankind.
Every dream is etched for you,
even your lives somehow; powerless and consumed.
So much so that you are denied.
Your own choice of an actual life.
You are too busy buzzing like flies.
That is when you realize, dream void.
You enter your eyes, where you sense
all of history repeats through you and me.
So that Rome is as a day. What a day it\'ll be.
Will you find another castle in the sky.
That is where I\'ll be; when I hide, and lie.
You will find yourself in the ruins pay
of this castle you will never climb,
is that we get in the structure\'s way.
So that we can repeat our mistakes!
The modern man that lives through the garden gates,
growing the palaces that you can\'t take.