Wayward glory of erroneous pain
Waking hatred of what dreams may remain
Come for the promises but stay for the lies
And to me that's no surprise
Moving quite quickly to find shelter from the rain
I saw Mount Fuji speeding by from inside the train
One sees the future without knowing the past
But to me it never ever lasts, so tell me:
Who's building tomorrow?
And will it save you from your sorrow?
Building castles with foundations made of sand
I felt the moment slip through spaces in my hands
I had a vision that revealed the end of time
And it seems I didn't mind
Who turned a profit out of prophesying fear
Mother's eruption finally shed that solemn tear
Seems there was noone left to dry those crying eyes
That's your piece of the pie so, tell me:
Who's seen the upheaval?
And do you still believe in evil?
I'll find you in Osaka
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