paroles de chanson Picturing the Past - Sonata Arctica
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
He
leaves
the
house
where
no-one
never
sleeps
Job
well
done
knowing
that
at
least
one
will
be
pleased
Hiding
is
always
useless,
pictures
will
fade
with
time
Seeking
for
a
winner
of
the
day,
prize
of
life
is
here
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
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
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