Lyrics

A morning,
Gray sky,
And a park

Green nature,
A [Book],
And a [Path]

A [Place To Belong],
Not here but from afar,
Two strangers don't know,
That bench reunites a [Past]

"May I take a seat
Along your side?"
"Of course, by all means,
I don't mind sharing the bench"

"Is that book I see,
[Awakening]?"
"I don't think I've met,
Someone else who knows [The Book]"

"If in damnation
I were to find my [Love]..."
"...then I'll cross the sky"

"If for [Redemption]
I were to fight [The Stars]..."
"..I would start a [War]"

Each line giving birth
To a [Deeper Realm],
Each [Page] giving life
To sensations from [The Past]

Each glimpse between eyes,
Feelings of nostalgia,
I can't say for sure,
But we've crossed ways in [The Past]

Soaring allowed in the wind of [London]
Two [Roses] of different breeds
Primaveral blossom
Gave a [Promise] us will never dare to say

Twirling around the roots of emotion
Two [Roses] are intertwining,
Summery deduction,
At this point is sure our [Hearts] beat at same pace

Nurturing from [Chaos] and [Distortion],
Two [Roses] depart way to [Fate],
Autumnal eruption,
Amidst waves of flames a [Love] is bound to break

In a charcoaled sky [The Smoke] is flowing
Two [Roses] forced to [Repulsion]
Invernal destruction,
Even when we say we hate [The Truth] stays

Overflowing,
[Dreams], [Smiles] and [Book],
In our tremors,
[Calamity] approaches

Chilling air
Is freezing around us,
Yet the heat is
A [Prophecy] incoming

An eruption,
[Earth] shook by a tremor,
A [Red Sea],
Among the gray, the burning light

In a crisis,
"We should go and help them"
"Let's go us,
There may be someone badly hurt"

In a [Season Waltz]
Us dance in [Decay],
Here among [The Fire],
Save or be saved

Engulfed by a [Hell],
Our [City Of Old],
A [Dystopia],
Means for a way

The sounds of bells,
Echoes of scream and panic spreads,
Without a clue,
A terrorism without a face

We may not be,
[The Stars Of A Superhero's World]
Yet we both claim,
Us value life above the rest.

Lives are lost between the gongs of bells,
[Chaos] aching,
Overflowing [Smoke] raising the dread,
Bet our lives against the race.

In [The Giant Tower] rest a clock,
[Destiny] awaits,
Once we crossed the doors a living flame,
A goodbye, not farewell

Soaring allowed in the wind of [London]
Two [Roses] of different breeds
Primaveral blossom
Gave a [Promise] us will never dare to say

Twirling around the roots of emotion
Two [Roses] are intertwining
Summery deduction
At this point is sure our [Hearts] beat at same pace

Nurturing from [Chaos] and [Distortion],
Two [Roses] depart way to [Fate]
Autumnal eruption
Amidst waves of flames a [Love] is bound to break

In a charcoaled sky [The Smoke] is flowing
Two [Roses] forced to [Repulsion]
Invernal destruction
Even when we say we hate [The Truth] stays