In Mourning - The Poet And The Painter Of Souls lyrics

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The creatures in his empty eyes are watching the moon<br />

Cuts on faded fingers that are following every thought<br />

Creating wallpaper flowers with bloodstained hands<br />

Writing down the feelings, asking all about the questions<br />

Pleading answers, screaming, scared for what they will tell<br />

Turn the lights out and hide away, all the eyes are on you<br />

Dreaming your nightmares as they are begging you to fall<br />

Staring with the eyes closed<br />

And the view from there is frightening<br />

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No don't try to figure it out<br />

This is not a suit that fits your fake<br />

Lay a razor in the hands of a broken heart<br />

Don't tell the tales that tells it all<br />

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The walls are closing in, creeping closer and closer<br />

Shadows are raping another one in the hall<br />

Teardrops are falling from the eye of a fractured mind<br />

Alone beside the candles, that burned down so long ago<br />

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Everything is words in a poets mind<br />

And the teller of his tales, are deaf and blind<br />

Scratching the stains of this tragedy<br />

Carving another poem from his insanity<br />

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No don't try to figure it out<br />

This is not a suit that fits your fake<br />

Lay a razor in the hands of a broken heart<br />

Don't tell the tales that tells it all<br />

<br />

The walls are closing in, creeping closer and closer<br />

Shadows are raping another one in the hall<br />

Teardrops are falling from the eye of a fractured mind<br />

Alone beside the candles, that burned down so long ago