Three shining stars in the sky looking down on me
\nAnd I don’t know why, where or what they might want from me
\nBut everywhere I go I’ll always know what I want to see
\nThree shining stars in the sky always guiding me<\/p>\n
Alone in a room, in a tomb in the darkness
\nWhere no one can go, past a gate and a courtyard
\nSitting cold on a stone, on a bone chiseled mantle
\nLies the key that is me locked away in a tower<\/p>\n
Who knows how to get there, how to be there when I need them?
\nSomeone holds the locket in the pocket of my freedom
\nRiding through the despair and the nightmares of my treasons
\nI’m welcomed home with love and from above I learn the reason<\/p>\n
What makes a dead soul cry?
\nA new life to live, something to believe in
\nWhat makes a dead soul cry?
\nIt’s not that complicated, there’s only one good reason
\nLove<\/p>\n