Haughtiness And Puerile Dreams

We were one — twin stars
But haughtiness turned out as a stumbling block
We were one — two burning souls
But haughtiness brought us the downfall
Woven tunes can wake the souls
Of the sleeping ones
Woven tunes can change this world
And heal the deepest wounds
We were one — twin stars
But haughtiness turned out as a stumbling block
True life is much more different
And souls are weak
Self-righteous — puerile dreams
We couldn’t save anyone