The Choice کے بول

it ain't fair i can't believe it there's two doors out of here they're so identical and both of them is whispering my name in despair i cry apathy is poisoning my mind will i win or will i lose does it matter what i choose my shadow is silent what else can it be it's always a secret ones own destiny voices are calling they want me to hear want me to trust them and believe they are there the choice there is two doors out of here the choice will i ever be free i've made the choice now i'm entering a door to somewhere else everything is black and there is no more turning back my shadow is silent what else can it be it's always a secret ones own destiny voices are calling they want me to hear want me to trust them and believe they are there the choice there is two doors out of here the choice will i ever be free