Wait for me I'll understand I just need time to comprehend your changes There's always been these changes in you I remember that there was a time when Fears we ...

On a lonely walk this morning A light mist in the air Dark clouds laughing at me in silence Casting shadows through my hair In the distance I saw a woman Dress...

(Chris De Garmo) In the wooden chair Beside my window I wear a face born in the falling rain I talk to shadows from a lonely candle I recite the phrases from th...

(Geoff Tate/Michael Wilton) I looked back once And aall I saw was his face Smiling, the needle crying Walking out of his room With mirrors, afraid I heard him s...

Most of this is memory now I've gone too far to turn back now I'm not quite what I thought I was but Then again I'm maybe more The blood-words promised, I've sp...

Another hungry look in her eyes again Pacing the floor The hunt begins Skin-tight leather provides my pleasure Wake my fear, surge wit the pressure Walk away an...

Do you know the people fighting for your head? What you think, the things you read and what you see What you hear and how you choose Your buy from wrong Yeah I ...

Cries from the aisles the tolling of the judgement bell Eyes watched the violence the absence of those who have seen, marks the faith of the spell Cold is the ...

Taken to a place underground, a cavern, ten thousand steps down The only light was fire fly glow, reflecting in the blue crystal show Feeling in the darkness su...

I remember I was asking why And someday you said I'd know All these years, of fighting hard And now it's finally come too close I can't believe it's now happen...

Welcome my son Welcome to the machine Where have you been? It's alright we know where you've been You've been in the pipeline Filling your time Provided with t...

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the tree tops glisten And children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow I'm dreami...

Danger eyes like mine scan the room no one over the line gets out alive Pieces of insincerity are like the stuff upon which we feed Do I feed you? It goes on a...