[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
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...