When did it all start?
This never-ending cycle of hate and despair.
We made a wish of innocence,
That was born from a dream.
And it was life’s cruel reality,
That turned it into a nightmare.
A cursed wish.
In a dream we lived,
Born from fairy tales,
A forgotten magic.
Yet was it wrong to dream?
Were we fools to trust those lies?
When did it all begin?
This never-ending cycle of lies and broken dreams.
Who was it, that made this cruel wish?
And turned our wish into a nightmare.
To protect your innocence,
I made a wish.
Yet now you forever dream the same dream,
Within a world of your own,
Until it comes crashing down,
Once again.
Forever repeating.
When did it all start?
This never-ending cycle of hate and despair.
When did it all begin?
This never-ending cycle of lies and broken dreams.
Whose dream become a curse upon the world?
Was it us?
Was it me?
Who caused all this pain.
Was it wrong to dream?
To put hope into the stories from our youth.
We made a wish of innocence,
That was born from a dream.
To protect your innocence,
I made a wish.
And forever more I shall,
Even if my heart becomes broken and frayed.
I’ll believe in your dream;
