The game behind, the wise man said, is played.
Behind the curtain veil his eyes can't see
What his mind won't recieve
his time is out
The rain must fall to put out the fire
like any dying man would agree
forgiveness is a mighty power,
..it finally occured to me how dark.
IT can be in the shadows.
The war.
Cries are deafening darkness.
Death.
Lies and deceit.
Oh heavens rain on me..
And he remembers:
1. A time before he was
2. A part he had
3. A scheme
But time it fades his memory --> it changes.
When tomorrow comes.
The rain must fall
To put out the fire, like.
"Any dying man would agree forgiveness is a mighty power!"
-it finally occured to me.
How dark?
It can be in the shadows!
The war cries are deafening, darkness, death, lies, and deciet.
Oh heavens rain on me..
Lately he has been seen in his garden
Plucking the flowers
Desperately wasting his time with:
-"How could I go back to yesteryear?"
-"Now look.
Please understand.
it's not like actual time were talking here.
It's just that.. you know..
those things you leave behind..
..Have a tendency to sneak up on you
Mind you its not all bad, like, some of it is, well, positive
and that's what I'm going on about!"
The world in his hands is twisted
To emphasize this twist of fate
A projection of what he sees no longer
sufficed to him
a remedy, a fix to feed your head.
Like the doormouse said:
-"Tomorrow rain must fall"
He looks around with a passive frown
At the rusted stains of his holy crown
The distance is a million miles
His sight is weak, and he cannot see
The greener fields and swaying trees
Or the tranquil meadows in between
He is coming to his senses now
The awakening is so surreal to me
A co-existence of all things real and
All things unreal lying in between
So brace yourself the time has come
To climb the wall down,
down,
down..
Yeah to climb the wall
To see it falling down
To look in to the future
Yeah to climb the wall
To see it falling down
To look in to the future
In the silence of the heart
where no prying eye can see
wait.. there's something down there?
and if there is, it is not of me,
and thus cannot claim dominion
but it does, over me
There's movement in the dark
ears ringing of fear
the bells sound a warning of news that came too late
the ground begins to shudder
as the enemy awakes
I am l*** and fear and hate
I bring lies, unjustice and death
the age of war is at hand so pick your side!
run to the hills if you will, but know that you cant hide an enemy inside
not on your own
with me by your side you might have a chance
come along for the ride
-I promise a good one.
so (I) began the fall
so (I) began the falling down
no looking to the future
The way it turned out
is never quite what it seemed to be
a way out to war
ride on a storm god knows the poor need
..a new morning
Behind the curtain veil his eyes can't see
What his mind won't recieve
his time is out
The rain must fall to put out the fire
like any dying man would agree
forgiveness is a mighty power,
..it finally occured to me how dark.
IT can be in the shadows.
The war.
Cries are deafening darkness.
Death.
Lies and deceit.
Oh heavens rain on me..
And he remembers:
1. A time before he was
2. A part he had
3. A scheme
But time it fades his memory --> it changes.
When tomorrow comes.
The rain must fall
To put out the fire, like.
"Any dying man would agree forgiveness is a mighty power!"
-it finally occured to me.
How dark?
It can be in the shadows!
The war cries are deafening, darkness, death, lies, and deciet.
Oh heavens rain on me..
Lately he has been seen in his garden
Plucking the flowers
Desperately wasting his time with:
-"How could I go back to yesteryear?"
-"Now look.
Please understand.
it's not like actual time were talking here.
It's just that.. you know..
those things you leave behind..
..Have a tendency to sneak up on you
Mind you its not all bad, like, some of it is, well, positive
and that's what I'm going on about!"
The world in his hands is twisted
To emphasize this twist of fate
A projection of what he sees no longer
sufficed to him
a remedy, a fix to feed your head.
Like the doormouse said:
-"Tomorrow rain must fall"
He looks around with a passive frown
At the rusted stains of his holy crown
The distance is a million miles
His sight is weak, and he cannot see
The greener fields and swaying trees
Or the tranquil meadows in between
He is coming to his senses now
The awakening is so surreal to me
A co-existence of all things real and
All things unreal lying in between
So brace yourself the time has come
To climb the wall down,
down,
down..
Yeah to climb the wall
To see it falling down
To look in to the future
Yeah to climb the wall
To see it falling down
To look in to the future
In the silence of the heart
where no prying eye can see
wait.. there's something down there?
and if there is, it is not of me,
and thus cannot claim dominion
but it does, over me
There's movement in the dark
ears ringing of fear
the bells sound a warning of news that came too late
the ground begins to shudder
as the enemy awakes
I am l*** and fear and hate
I bring lies, unjustice and death
the age of war is at hand so pick your side!
run to the hills if you will, but know that you cant hide an enemy inside
not on your own
with me by your side you might have a chance
come along for the ride
-I promise a good one.
so (I) began the fall
so (I) began the falling down
no looking to the future
The way it turned out
is never quite what it seemed to be
a way out to war
ride on a storm god knows the poor need
..a new morning