Walking through a giant hall of stone
Feeling all alone
But somehow i feel like this is me
All alone is this the way its supposed 2 be
Walking through those halls
Painted memories on those cold stone walls
Memories of me, my friends and my family
This was the way it had supposed 2 be
All those tears, hatred, fear and pain
All that laughter, happiness and love
This what I had 2 gain
So I can help all my friends in need
Its a tough but special gift indeed