Am I awake, dead, or on my way to heaven?
The night is closing in, but not in reality
And as a sinner that stands before the Inner Sanctum
I try to stand up all, but still I'm down on my knees
An evil soul, sinister, seductive serpent
She has the face of an angel with a halo of light
She will deliver the goods you've ordered from her merchant
Than she disappears just like a thief in the night
Time may be the perfect healer
But only so if you know how to let go
Mental wounds leave mental scars
But to the eye they will hardly ever show
When darkness falls, blessed are the innocent
The truth is out, the lies are old, the truth is yet to be told
The sands of time leap from the hourgla**
The final's played, the curtain calls, then the darkness falls
Still I'm starling at the ceiling
Still my eyes are open wide
Still I dream of my illusion
Stillborn, swept out with the tide
Time may be the perfect healer
If you know how to let go
Mental wounds leave mental scars
But to the eye they seldom show
Still I can remember
As I'm pa**ing through the open door
Twisted truths and wicked lies
I've lived them all before
Darkness falls