The Mystery Of Our Day - The Reign Of Kindo

The world is just a playing field for man

And the blanket sky will cover every last event

From the battles of the ages to the baby sleeping tight

I could sing a rhyme

And try to find the reasons for each place and time

To wrap the world around my mind

But I know, at best

Words were never meant for explaining the mystery of our day

We’re so afraid of what’s at stake when we die

Still, I never wanted to live in such fear of the unknown

Or the reasons for pain in this life

I still wonder what we’re doing here

As I stare into the midnight sky, confronted by my fears

Is there something worth redeeming in this old and tired world?

Or has all been lost, cause every change will have its cost

And I can see, there’s still an ember left of something good

I know, at best

Words were never meant for explaining the mystery of our day

We’re so afraid of what’s at stake when we die

Still, I never wanted to live in such fear of the unknown

Or the reasons for pain in this life

I could sing a rhyme

And try to find the reasons for each place and time

To wrap the world around my mind

But I’d regret the time poorly spent

Because I know, I know, at best

Words were never meant for explaining the mystery of our day

We’re so afraid of what’s at stake when we die

Still, I never wanted to live in such fear of the unknown

Or the reasons for pain in this life, this life