Some follow the roads of gold
Reaching for a heaven
Without soul
And the further they run
They're lose their mind and burn
Even burn down
Their sacred grounds
All for the love
Of a shining stone
All for love
Of a shining stone yeah
Some worship
Whatever that shines
And set their hope
To an easy way out
And the harder they fall
There's no one
That can hear their call no
And pop prophets
Grows as weed
While everything
We need waits within
Yes while everything waits within
Oh oh oh
Everything you need rides within