Wait, maybe this place isn't everything
Maybe we don't need anything concrete
You say hold on to little securities
Hope that the world won't carry me away, away

All of the piles of gold
Moments we lost our souls
All of this will go to waste

Wait, what if the world's gone bad tomorrow?
Darkness before being lied to, what then?
Your face is hardly a wall of security
Won't stop the blows of our enemies
They'll win, they'll win

All of the piles of gold
Moments we lost our souls
All of this will go to waste

It's just not a mystery
Lack of a expertise
It won't be good for anything, anything