All the pretty visitors came and waved their arms And cast the shadow of a snake pit on the wall, Crawling with the base of the scales, Tricking through the morning, The tramp with the trampoline under his arm, Shifts past your whiskers, So spark is a

Into the mouth of hell Torrential rain at the helm of death It drowns the weak, battering the rest Black walls of waves pummel to capsize The roaring thunder overshadows our cries I will try to pour all of myself into this life Before I die Into the

Weave us of mist Hide us in shadows You know that the fog is here omnipresent A secular haze You know that his son is near omnipotent Come mist eternal When the diseaser sees no cure When the intents remain obscure

But I see your angel, don't act young and wasteful Come to the garden and let your guard down Come to your senses it will all be clear The star in your eyes, the glimmer in the shadow You are more than able, of cutting through the cable Yeah, yeah (ah) I

A crow, a storm The eternal The prophecy It's a promise to us all Shadows will be rising soon The Nine sing Once upon a dream ago We're the ones you've left alone Break the seal, find the red door

When the clouds kiss your eye Shadows stain on the high-rise Raise your thumb to the sky All good things come with time When you know then you'll know We've been through hell. Sewn up our eyes Found fuel in meds. Viewed through the narrow Encouraged fear

His friends are all gone 'cause he's the last rebel He's the last rebel There's a grey horse standin' still As a soldier climbs in the saddle for one last ride As the rain pours off his hat You can see the shadows of the past written in his eyes Now the

Mother fucker it's a perfect crime Kickin' back in the shadows Got no need for the light Who's sorry now old timer Look at how you've spent your life Scroungin' for change To put some money in your pocket My how scratch does burn Laughin' at the fuckers

Is this a tool, can I step through, to find Another plane, Or just a shadow of a man Of weak, when you don't love yourself A superficial tool, to support the vanity, Are you my brother, you look like me, Trapped inside another world my lost twin Mirror

People stopping, staring I can't see their faces Only the shadows of their eyes I'm going where the sun keeps shining Through the pouring rain Going where the weather suits my clothes Backing off the north east wind Sailing on a summer breeze And