Foot onto path, my journey begins
Two twisted wooden spires in my mind
They stand intertwined, some strange gravity
Rebirth it must be, to renew is the way
And I will make my way to the arch
And I will make my way to the arch
Foot onto path, my journey begins
Two twisted wooden spires in my mind
They stand intertwined, some strange gravity
Rebirth it must be, to renew is the way
And I will make my way to the arch
And I will make my way to the arch