crawling back under into the night seek what you hide jumping fences may the bells of rome lead you back home again and all is a lie a pretty shine brightens your eyes its shield will blind us seek what you might forget for a while mighty in two dimensional light in my bed and in my castle running from what brings it down green for what tomorrow feeds you and this time it will eat the crown we neednt always search for reason let him be the king he wants to be is not to look back kneel before your kingdom falls if there s but trouble in your dreams friend hide them in your silver screen then