[Bishop:]

Cought in neverland, no purpose to be seen
There´s no point of destination
Neverending wastelands, such a wicked odyssey
Don´t know what we have done wrong
Lead us back to Rome to follow you again
Bring you the power, get salvation
I know less than all but more
than many who know less
I know it´s keeping us strong

[Gabriel:]

And while they are pulling strings
While they are in command
They´re hanging on strings
And fate they do commend into another hand

Cought in neverland, heat and fire, snow and ice
They call nether world what we call a paradise
Cought in neverland and their spirits cannot rise
From the nether world, they can´t see a paradise

And the Roman whore, the masters and the slaves
Raging on without they don´t know
Good intentions on their minds
Can´t ask for why they bow out

[Bishop:]

Lead us to Eden, judge those who bite off more
than they can chew to serve, without they ask
Or call in doubt the ask

[Gabriel:]

Cought in neverland, heat and fire, snow and ice
They call nether world what we call a paradise
Cought in neverland and their spirits cannot rise
From the nether world, they can´t see a paradise

[Solo: Henjo Richter]

Cought in neverland in the place of many eyes
Make it be what they are allowed to realize

Cought in neverland, heat and fire, snow and ice...