Picturing The Past Lyrics
In a house where no one never sleeps,lays a man who sees more with his eyesPicturing the past before him,in a bed, alone, with clothes onPaying for a service he doesn't really needWith his eyes, he sees more love and lustmore tears, far too much to handleCan't tell a soul, not this time, they'd lock him right upToo much of burning bushes too much for his weak soulIn his mind, oh so jaded, he's gone too far behindOf all the visions seen, this one makes him screamHe cannot live neither die in this worldBurning sensation inside, you know how that hurts?Making up for the crimes of your lifeWith scythe as your sword,you must fight 'till the end of timeDon't look behind, or you will fall through the timeOnly time can make you see behind of the curtain hidingthe secret. Your time is up when you see the lightYou can live as a noble man but when time,You won't be left behindWith the sound of time ringing in his head,He leaves the house where no-one never sleepsJob well done knowing that at least one will be pleasedHiding is always useless, pictures will fade with timeSeeking for a winner of the day, prize of life is hereOf all the visions seen this one makes him scream
Sonata Arctica Picturing The Past
