One of these days you'll break away Mother nature's lonely son Chase that rabbit down the hole Down the path of no return Good God what have I done? I'll drown or I will burn One of these days you'll fade away (Chase that rabbit down the hole) One of

We circle over and over Desperate I return to you Broken I return to you But still I return to you What will it take to escape you What will it take Once more alone As the memories weave and fade away

Murder at midnight The enemy on the way Will he return with the day? The devil's seed on the way And then we tell you to pray At night I saw him And not a soul has called

Close your eyes, walk with me, I set you free And everything you ask for I'll find a way and I return I have to see those who do not know Rest in peace, I'm coming for you And I will be, I will be with you tonight I know what it takes to break you You

When I reminisce about all those years of tribulation, I mostly remember Our songs. We died, and our blood seeped away on the battlefields; but our Songs survived, together with those of us that returned. And as they too Will die one day, our songs will

We are anything When I return I dream of another life Failure transparent in the palm of my hand I am the contortionist We are the contortionists I can feel this distance is further and farther without you Contorting to fit somewhere I do not belong

Now your soul returns to paradise Almighty Lord, we have come to your hall Do glatem live, creator of all Open your heart and you will find a way Paradise calling and enter you may (Falling down) Double seven thirty-four The dawn of time breaks See the

You return like Saturn to me Oh, w-w-w-w-woah You leave and return Eventually you will proceed to give me what I need And that's how it should be You're just like Saturn to me, to me (Saturn to me) I orbit around the way that you are Can't help but be

In the enemy land Everyone was shouting When the king came down the hill They were attacked by surprise In the middle of the night They didn't stand a single chance A single chance to fight After the battle they gathered around the king And they had

As grey traces of dawn tinge the eastern sky, the three travelers, men of Willow Dale, emerge from the forest shadow. Fording the River Dawn, they turn south, journeying into the dark and forbidding lands of the Necromancer. Even now the intensity of his