Send your men from the fields and the ocean
Ideology in stillness and motion
The illusion of standing your ground
False faces of the lost and the found
Everyone wants to have and to hold
How many of us just let go?
I’m walking through the gates
Nobody gets through
I’m walking through the gates
I’m nobody
Your conclusions of passion and rage
Take the scraps and throw them away
Unaffected
Suspended in air
Without a face
Without a care
Lightning strikes somewhere inside
Just… like…that
The fear has died
I’m walking through the gates
Nobody gets through
I’m walking through the gates
I’m nobody
Who are you?