Piedra a piedra

come inside the darkest recess of my mind
feel the wrath, torment and pain
a well-known source of my misery emerges once more

if I could turn back time, I would sell my soul
if I could see her face, forevermore

step inside, cross the threshold of my mind
see my troubles, see my strife
condemned am I to suffer so long
am I better of alone?

another trap has sprung for me, repent and then repeat
it's got to have a meaning, has to be an end

stone by stone, brick by brick
what counts comes from deep within
stone by stone, brick by brick
it all comes down to this

a castle left, built incomplete
what's a kingdom without a queen?

bathym