Trying to find the missing pieces of thy love
My head gets with smoke all evening long
Feeling thy love is meant to be
Struggling to find the keys that don’t fit
Maybe faith wasn’t written on the door
Maybe lies took advantage of hope
Maybe simply wasn’t love at all
Whistle all theories recycling love
Become awful shadows on the wall.
The missing piece is purely mine
Its hidden place we have to find
With spirits and soul I pray
Give me thy heart, I say
Give me thy body, I care
For I love you I swear
Infinite words I can match
Infinite swords I can fight
For Infinite world we might
Just find the missing key of the gate
That opens our mutual fate.