Red arises in the sky of Sunday morning Washing the face of the mountain by the sea I am the present without knowledge, without warning The child in me will never cease to be
Is not the future we see, endless daze of fantasies The ocean whispering me time really doesn't exist Now I'm drifting away, imprisoned by our memories Love was just a word until you gave it meaning
Go on and find the prince of crime Temptation keeps you satisfied Distort your sight I suffocate In your silent masquerade Leave me as victim of your lies Salvation cannot help you hide Won't hear me cry I suffocate In your silent masquerade
No one can tell the games that we play will last forever No matter we tried, we never got a chance
Go on and find the prince of crime Temptation keeps you satisfied Distort your sight I suffocate In your silent masquerade Leave me as victim of your lies Salvation cannot help you hide Won't hear me cry I suffocate In your silent masquerade
Go on and find the prince of crime Temptation keeps you satisfied Distort your sight I suffocate In your silent masquerade Leave me as victim of your lies Salvation cannot help you hide Won't hear me cry I suffocate In your silent masquerade
Compositores: Julian Alberto Esteban Barrett (SADAIC), Traja Soile Susanna Turunen (Tarja Turunen) (TEOSTO)Editor: Stormblast Publishing Markus Staiger (GEMA)ECAD verificado obra #34372438 em 25/Abr/2024