Lock and Key

He’s got a heart that’s made from wisdom
In a thousand year old grin
He’s got a heart that’s made of tin
He’s the fury of the seraphim
And he’s the ally of the hero
Until they look away
But he tries to find the reason
Of why they are so brave.

Is it this thing that they call love?
That’s linked to this thing that they call morality?
Is it this thing that he’s left behind?
Hidden away under lock and key.

He’s got a soul tempered with madness
The madness of control
Lusting from his ivory tower
Watching over those he craves
And in his altered state of mind
Blissfully unaware of time
He tries to find the reason
The reason why he cannot cry

Is it this thing that they call love?
That’s linked to this thing that they call morality?
Is it this thing that he’s left behind?
Hidden away under lock and key

Loneliness that strikes like fever
He is the only one who will receive her
But he only watches from afar
And dreams of what might be
If he could only express himself
Could only express himself
Express this thing that they call love?
That’s linked to this thing that they call morality?
Expressing this thing that he’s left behind?
Hidden away under lock and key.









Express this thing that they call love?
That’s linked to this thing that they call morality?
Expressing this thing that he’s left behind?
Hidden away under lock and key.