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