The Dual Keys کے بول

We're riding these roads Reaching out for the answers Everywhere we've been thus far Brought more doubts to our carving hearts Frail... Why is my lonely heart so frail? Weak... Why is my fragile heart so weak? To my solitude I grant you this key To perfect harmony Frail... Why is my lonely heart so frail? Weak, so weak... Why is my fragile heart so weak? Believed, deceived... How was my weakened heart deceived? Rare, so rare... Those moments I could feel your peace Consuming me... To my solitude I grant you this key To perfect harmony On these roads We always ride alone