Maybe we're merely two souls,
Crossing only once in space and timeEchoes of sound and light,
Ripping through a paper-like black,
Fading away into anti-matter,
Never to collide againA galaxy divided
Split
Maybe we're merely two souls,
Crossing only once in space and timeEchoes of sound and light,
Ripping through a paper-like black,
Fading away into anti-matter,
Never to collide againA galaxy divided