歌詞

They call me master of a thousand trades

A crown of papers, a wall of frames

Built the towers, the engines, the schemes

But none could answer the voice in my dreams

Every venture turns to dust in hand

Every throne is made of sand

I climbed the peaks, I crossed the seas

But still I ask: what’s left of me?

What will fill the hole inside?

A restless storm I cannot hide

All the titles, all the flame

Leave me hollow, just a name

Tell me, truth, before I die

What can heal the hole inside?

I wear the masks of strength and pride

But the mirror shows what I can’t deny

Half a man with half a crown

Building empires that all fall down

Is it love, or blood, or faith I lack?

A missing light I can’t bring back?

Or is the void the price I pay

For walking paths the soul betrays?

What will fill the hole inside?

A raging fire I cannot hide

All the glory, all the gold

Turn to ash, they can’t take hold

Tell me, truth, before I die

What can heal the hole inside?

The hole inside…

The hole inside…

What will fill…

The hole inside?