[Bishop:]
Cought in neverland, no purpose to be seen
There's no point of destination
Neverending wastelands, such a
wicked odyssey
Don't know what we have done wrong
Lead us back to Rome to follow you again
Bring you the power, get
salvation
I know less than all but more
than many who know less
I know it's keeping us strong
[Gabriel:]
And while
they are pulling strings
While they are in command
They're hanging on strings
And fate they do commend into another
hand
Cought in neverland, heat and fire, snow and ice
They call nether world what we call a paradise
Cought in neverland and
their spirits cannot rise
From the nether world, they can't see a paradise
And the Roman whore, the masters and the
slaves
Raging on without they don't know
Good intentions on their minds
Can't ask for why they bow
out
[Bishop:]
Lead us to Eden, judge those who bite off more
than they can chew to serve, without they ask
Or call in
doubt the ask
[Gabriel:]
Cought in neverland, heat and fire, snow and ice
They call nether world what we call a
paradise
Cought in neverland and their spirits cannot rise
From the nether world, they can't see a paradise
[Solo: Henjo
Richter]
Cought in neverland in the place of many eyes
Make it be what they are allowed to realize
Cought in neverland,
heat and fire, snow and ice...