Sonata Arctica - Picturing the Past/Ecliptica 1999 | Текст песни

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In a house where noone ever sleeps,
Lays a man who sees more with his eyes
Picturing the past before him,
In a bed, alone, with clothes on

Paying for a service
He doesn't really need

With his eyes, he sees more love and lust,
More tears, far too much to handle
Can't tell a soul, not this time,
They'd lock him right up

Too much of burning bushes
Too much for his weak soul
In his mind, oh so jaded,
He's gone too far behind
Of all the visions seen,
This one makes him scream

He cannot live neither die in this world
Burning sensation inside, you know how that hurts?
Making up the crimes of your life
With scythe as your sword,
You must fight 'til the end of time

Don't look behind, or you will fall through the time

Only time can make you see behind
Of the curtain hiding the secret.
Your time is up when you see the light
You can live as a noble man but when time,
you won't be left behind

With the sound of time ringing in his head,
He leaves the house where noone never sleeps
Job well done knowing that at least one will be pleased

Hiding is always useless,
Pictures will fade with time
Seeking for a winner of the day,
Prize of life is here
Of all the visions seen
This one makes him scream

He cannot live neither die in this world
Burning sensation inside, you know how that hurts?
Making up the crimes of your life
With scythe as your sword,
You must fight 'til the end of time

He cannot live neither die in this world
Burning sensation inside, you know how that hurts?
Making up the crimes of your life
With scythe as your sword,
You must fight 'til the end of time


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