Aviators - The Watcher lyrics

South winds fill the air tonight A cold heart's lullaby An icy figure walking Through the city I called mine A stream of ghastly voices Fill the children's hearts with fear But no one dares to harm them For even evil left us here Hollow paradise A place of spirits, and of ice The lights have long burned out But still the echoes give us light Trapped inside a hall With my portraits on the wall The faces stare right back As I hear the watcher's weary call Still unsure what brought me here I wander in the dust A whisper in the wasteland Carries through these fields of rust He calls a boy to follow him To a staircase up and down He says they're moving onward For they're sailing heaven bound Hollow paradise A place of spirits, and of ice The lights have long burned out But still the echoes give us light Trapped inside a hall With my portraits on the wall The faces stare right back As I hear the watcher's weary call I asked the watcher Where I'm going from this place His faceless smile expressed It's a journey to embrace I'm not wicked man But I fear the cells below He showed me to a door Where it leads I cannot know Hollow paradise A place of spirits, and of ice The lights have long burned out But still the echoes give us light Trapped inside a hall With my portraits on the wall The faces stare right back As I hear the watcher's weary call South winds fill the air tonight A cold heart's lullaby An icy figure walking Through the city I called mine