If any word is made of letters If any life is made of blood Then tell me why it's so hard to find letters To lead me out through the fog Like light through dust Like fire goes through minds When you treat me like the wonder-tales you like Where the road is right towards fate and corrupts minds And carries on throughout the pages The sword on trial, the startling end Stuck in the brain of million lives spinning The same way you made My life worth living If any word could lead my world Like light through dust Like fire goes through minds The fouled king that falls prey to the riot The false leap towards fate, across rye And carries on throughout the pages The sword on trial, the startling end Calling names of million lives spinning The same way you made My life worth living