In the old part of town, there's a house from the past, That lies like a dark rested soul, And up in the attic, where the spiders are kings, Sits a bookshelf
I stood there unblessed, for I wish I could taste death My glory... I'm sorry She rose from her bed, now a child of the dead She'd become The man cried
Whispers of a name, make me open my eyes, I try to shut them out, but then your face just comes to mind. I've seen you in my past, maybe I knew you long
not mourn... So, "life goes on and we'll return" That is what some people yearn A better life from that they lived Away from all of mankind's filth And
left Tear my heart, I have lost my passion Emptiness is was roams inside Fear and pain, are all that guide me My past, a thought, it's all that's left
Tired and sleepless, my crewmen and I Have sailed for a year, the new land to find We fought with the sea, we came close to die We prayed just to breathe
Down by the river where the sand meets the shore, Lies a stone that they say, it was brought long ago, They know not where it comes from, And a myth
I think back to my darker past, where hope would almost fade Figures, shadows seemed to pass me, faces, voices felt the same I heard the laughter all
s tricks and now it mocks me Now I'm just a monster, a sick and dreadful being Fare only in my heart, but I feel that's now diseased Death is all that
the woods, A legend grew stronger with time. A hotel that once was the jewel of the forest Now stands deserted to find. A story so tragic, It's "father
creeps inside of me my dream is now reality The desert of time has reached the chest And now it's caught up with me, Am I the soul that's next?
