It's all perpetual dreams, this hidden life ain't what it seems

Walking dead we are

Victims of misfortune and lies, and tortured bringers of demise

Circling above like vultures



They reap the harvest that we sew and take, like trusting fools

Promising charade

All days now disappear from weeks to months, from months to years

Forever bound, shackled to the wall



The night falls, I've seen 1000 moons rising in the sky

The night calls, I feel the midnight as it slowly cloaks my eyes

Touched by the kiss of the sunrise



Live with shadows and fears--behind smoke and mirrors

Try to turn back the years--living inside smoke and mirrors



Sacred and serpentine, a hypnotizing twisted theme

Weaves our souls to roar

Like candles in the wind, our echoed cries above the din

Fade into this faceless sculpture



In the wheel of chance and fate, spinning as we watch and wait

A mystery to us all

On the edge of sanity, we tread the seas of destiny

Forever bound, silent voices call



The night falls, I've seen 1000 moons rising in the sky

The night calls, I feel the midnight as it slowly cloaks my eyes

Touched by the kiss of the sunrise



Live with shadows and fears--behind smoke and mirrors

Try to turn back the years--living inside smoke and mirrors



Live with shadows and fears--behind smoke and mirrors

Try to turn back the years--living inside smoke and mirrors



Ohh.....the night calls