The Power a Secret Holds

The cripple knows more
Than he shows
In the darkness of the forest
A child wonders
From a hard soil
A strong spirit grows
But do you know the power
A secret holds?
The rower, the first lion
The call of the last crow
In the galleries of death
They roam
It’s not made of silver
It’s not made of gold
But do you know the power
A secret holds?
Do you know the power
A secret holds?
Walls crumble, rivers rise
And kings stumble
It steals a thousand years
In the blink of an eye
Trench flash in the stone
The age old question «why»
The answer will never seduce the way
A question will
But do you know the power
A secret holds?
Do you know the power
A secret holds?
She was a mystery
Before you knew her name
The way she brushed her hair
The way she hid her shame
But do you know the power
A secret holds?
Do you know the power
A secret holds?
Do you know the power
A secret holds?