Picturing The Past

(Lyrics by Tony Kakko)
In a house where no one never sleeps,
lays a man who sees more with his eyes
Picturing the past before him,
in a bed, alone, with clothes on
Paying for a service he doesn't really need

With his eyes,
he sees more love and lust
more tears,
far too much to handle
Can't tell a soul, not this time,
they'd lock him right up
Too much of burning bushes too much
for his weak soul

In his mind, oh so jaded,
he's gone too far behind
Of all the visions seen,
this one makes him scream
He cannot live neither die
in this world
Burning sensation inside,
you know how that hurts?
Making up for the crimes
of your life
With scythe as your sword,
you must fight
'till the end of time

Don't look behind,
or you will fall through the time
Only time can make
you see behind of the curtain hiding the secret.
Your time is up when you see the light

You can live as a noble man but when time,
You won't be left behind

With the sound of time ringing in his head,