• Down the road of darkness
    The souls of the lost
    Cry out in pain and anger
    The voices of the living
    Fear them and run past

    Down the road of light
    The souls of the living
    Cry out in sadness and regret
    The voices of the dead
    Ignore them and laugh aloud

    On the line that divides
    One of light and dark
    The ones they call Grey
    They never choose a side
    Still they help us all

    Through all of these years
    Slowly the Grey grows larger
    Light and dark trun grey
    The sides get smaller slowly
    Soon everything has turned grey

    Through out the long years
    The Grey is slowly shrinking
    Light and dark rise again
    Voices going unheard and ignored
    Life slowly returns to caous