See these fools, that surround us
 Make [bad word]  that define us
 Seeing reds, that confound us,
 Make [bad word] 

 The gates we see, are never open
 For you and I, they create purpose
 sense of worth, but lost in heaven
 Our only hope

 They're the architects of sight
 Building walls to block our light
 Only in dreams we'll make it right
 Only in dreams will we take flight

 You'll be there at my end
 Like my only friend
 You know that it's [bad word] 
 It will only be you

 You'll be there at my end
 Like my only friend
 You know that it's [bad word] 
 It can only be you