At last alone his fire's dying, burned another day Now to pretend and make up an ending, somewhere far away He reached for a book all bound in leather
Oh no, here it comes again Can't remember when we came so close to love before Hold on, good things never last Nothing's in the past, it always seems
There's a place just south of Witches' Valley Where they say the wind won't blow And they only speak in whispers of her name There's a lady they say who
Yell with the wind, though the wind won't help you fly at all Your back's to the wall Chain the sun, and it tears away and it breaks you as you run You
Say you don't know me, you'll burn You can refuse, but you'll lose, it's by me Say you don't want me, you'll learn Nothin' you do will be new, 'cause
I think about closing the door And lately I think of it more I'm living well out of my time I feel like I'm losing my mind I should be at the table round
What do you say to the dead? Will you forgive me for living? Can't believe the things that they said Wonderful day for a killing It's killing me! What
A rumble of thunder, I'm suddenly under your spell No rhyme or reason, or time of the season, but oh well The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down
Close the city and tell the people that something's coming to call Death and darkness are rushing forward to take a bite from the wall, oh You've nothing
I am anger under pressure Lost in cages, a prisoner The first to escape I am wicked, I am legion Strength in numbers, a lie The number is one I - I -
One fine day in Hell The master told a story Someone lied so well He sent him back to Glory There are whispers between the screams That this deed can
Oh it's night again And the dark just killed the sun If the light must end You've got time to run away There's a door to dreams And it always lets you
One day in the life of the lonely Another day on the round about What do they need? Somebody to love One night in the life of the lonely There's a miracle
Sing me a song, you're a singer Do me a wrong, you're a bringer of evil The Devil is never a maker The less that you give, you're a taker So it's on and
Uh yeah In the misty morning, on the edge of time We've lost the rising sun, the final sign As the misty morning rolls away to die Reaching for the stars
