Crossroads, a place where rogues abide Waiting for the pain of strangers And present them to their fates Each fighter bends They fall again in the dark from the ghost of their blood How do you call us? another price to pay. Too many changes, that's rough Some give you life and free And free you from the wild way that is living hate Crossroads, a place where time's divine Gambling is the way of loners Where we leave them to be (fake?) Infected minds emerge on the edge of the death of their songs How do you hurt them? you know the lies, you said. And things never change that thought We'll give you life and free And free you from the slumber but it's getting late.