Wherever we go, whatever we do Your shadow is Not far behind, but just an outcrop Protesting and watching all A dripping spirit on the wall What are they doing to you? Following all Instincts that are pure Oblivious to Storm that may be the cure Secret instinct Is that they have without knowing Serenity Is doing his thing from destruction of time What are they doing to you? Maybe we should take a step back And discover what leads us to attack Time that is short, distance of no More than we stay, life has just begun Observing spirits on the wall What are they telling you? Following all Instincts that are pure Oblivious to Storm that may be the cure Secret instinct Is that they have without knowing Serenity Is doing his thing from destruction of time