Gone

From they caves they are crawling
Seeking their target
Today's mission is waiting
A lonely widow in her sorrow
Her door is so wide open
To make her believe

"We are the truth, we are the power,
we are the key, to neverending land"

"Just give your possessions,
just give your life,
just give your thoughts,
just maybe we can rescue you"

Striking to her confusion
Several eyes and voices
Surrounding her
No strength left
Under long terming pressure
Last thought fading... "I'm gone"

"We know the questions, we know the answers,
we are the few to see the neverending land"

"Just give your possessions,
just give your life,
just give your thoughts,
just maybe we can rescue you"