Two Way Does a soul know what it's like, tortured in this place? Poem binders, sad reminders, cops will spray their mace. Walk for miles, crooked smiles, people seem so fake. No room for love, they push and shove, who knows what's at stake. But I am, getting sick...Sick of all of these games...Sick of all of this torment... sick of all of this pain! Facing west, he tried his best, fall likes pretty steep. Scale the bridge, who wants to live, waters oh so deep. Hand of god and lightning robs, stops signs in the air... Rescue me tranquillity, burdened by despair. Chorus Tell me what you want now, wanna hear the trumpets!! (4x) While our song is playing, I know what their saying. While the love is beaming I know what their screaming (2x) I don't know you, this can't be true, you're simply words in books. Truth will scorn when the love is born, and evil roots are shook. Chorus