[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...