Testo di Winter's Theatre

A wisper of life, a long time lost in this theatre, showing my life. Like leaves in the wind... Are this pieces of a defaced mind. Searching a thought on those darkest clouds. Wich one will believe... Is it just a dream... This actor's never free... In solitude he'll live... Your hand is always cold searching for fire, thru said eyes I see Crying in silence, no one will hear. Face your thoughts, they are only memories On stages they'll see me... Those leaves will fly away... Human memory... In this Winter's Theatre.