You gave it all to see
But seeing what you believe
Is betraying what's right.
You called it destiny
So how could you tell
What was fortune and what was plight?
Make a mark on my chest
So that once we have parted
I'll know where to look for myself
Through the ribs of my cage
Brand my heart, brand my heart
So I can look for myself
You said your life was free
But freedom is parting forever
With what you believe.
You had a master key
To my chest, to my cage
But you threw it away.
What is destiny? Is it fortune or plight?
What is certainty? Is it wrong or right?