I do not know the mind of god And I can not guess his thoughts... But I have have searched for you accross the void When my sense of self was lost. The answers danced to brush my grasp in the darkness and the pain. And I saw myself for all I am through decisions I have made. With hearts Immortal... We stand before our Lives. A soul against oblivion Forever asking "Why?..." This upside-down symphony in a paradox called live... Are hearts immortal? What you give to love, Will never die... And when my ashes scatter me With my memories to the wind, What endures beyond the silent edge Is the essence found within. Have we forgotten truly who we are, And what our living means? Our purpose lies, in other eyes, And the realities that we bring. All that I am and all that I dream Lives somewhere beyond your image of me And who I become and what I will be Is not yours to decide... It comes only from me... Our hearts Immortal... We stand before our Lives. A soul against oblivion Forever asking "Why?..." This upside-down symphony in a paradox called live... Our hearts immortal. What you give to love, Will never die...