We could reach the top
But our hands never stop reaching
Peace is unattainable
As long as men keep dreaming
They'll be blood
Were our souls but one?
Were we just out of season?
This hall is long and dangerous
Time could kill or save us
Hope could drain or sustain us
Fear could free or enslave us
Fight, fight, fight for the right day
To come
I forget the pain above
And I forgive them now
This hall is long and dangerous
Walls of teeth so treacherous
Whose promises are generous
Lovely, fair and torturous
Death may take what both of us
Have won