Entering the gates of the castle of pain Sun's stolen for years but we don't feel the rain And the stormy clouds are drifting by In the heavens full of dreams The old king lies with the eyes to cry But no one wants to see....(the tears) no one wants to know Why there's so much suffering to see Finish what's began And find why we need to be Lying here, occasional wasting of memories Dying fear, symbols telling the same stories Life is wasted Climbing the mountains that never existed Ingrowing their wicked arts there are magic things in life We pretend we never see There are kings with wounds to heal But we can not feel There's a grail we find everyday And do not recognize It's easier to don't know, to be fool Just to be blind Jester of fools and this is his last show Final scene for all your dreams Devoted to those who never wanted to believe Just for the ones who never wanted to know