Songtext von Demon Opera

Ragments of a life left behind, tragedies of the past, torturing the inner mind, you linger with the rest We try and clean the webs we weave, we try and free the casualties But when the webs are strong and the words are wrong no one will be released Paper thin straddling the line your hanging on by a thread, looking for some peace Of mind to put all your schemes to bed but one thing is for certain, they are closing The final curtain, prepare to meet your maker and confess Laying all your sins to rest Black magic is the negative light, spreading fear through its endless flight Amongst the rays a positive light but shadowed by the hands of time This light is not a gift from above but a gift from the lord of fun A twist of fate may change your hate forever Laying all your sins to rest Fragments of a life left behind, tragedies of the past torturing the inner mind These dreams were meant to last