A Riddle in the Dark
Ripe
There is no answer without a doubt
Travelling through the astral planes
In the cellar of my brain
No limitations just you wait and see
Am I the riddle or am I the answer
Am I the cure or am I the cancer
Is it my mind or is it my heart
The chains of reality is holding me down
A puppet with its strings a jester with its crown
Where will it lead me or will bereave me
A chosen path without a map
Am I the riddle or am I the answer
Am I the cure or am I the cancer
Is it my mind or is it my heart
Help me now - a riddle in the dark