Destined to be on my own
Another backward step
I far ahead I see myself behind me
Making the same mistakes over and over again
Drawn in by a visionaries blindness
That my heart has a soul
And that a heart of gold is invaluable
But you are all wrong
I would sell this hear of gold to live a life of lust
Maybe that why I am always being reborn
As a solider, constantly losing this love battle
No coincidence that all the wounds are in my heart