From the recording Restless Dreams
The 12 minute epic featuring Tom MacLean (ex-Haken, To-Mera)
Lyrics
Beyond the lake resides impressions of bygone hours
A child waits here holding crumpled and torn pages
The air is thick with the weight of crestfallen towers
At the top of these ruins she calls out and rages
Memories of what could be led me to here
Youthful innocence handing me a key
Dare I stare into a broken spyglass
Of what could have been
Of what should have been
The tape has faded
Static has consumed
The truth is cruel
And so is the lie
This recorded truth
Has collected dust
Yet the message in the grey is still clear
Dare I stare into a broken spyglass
Of what could have been
Of what should have been
The tape has faded
Static has consumed
The truth is cruel
And so is the lie
Ascend the steps ever higher like a flame
It's always burning yet her flesh won't melt away
The rusted frames with melded monstrous weight
No longer torments - she's decided on her fate
She's aged immensely
Her halo rusted black
She used to fear Hell
But now she calls it home
Her rage engulfs her
She sees that I am stained
I can't be sorry enough
She turns her back and jumps
The sky peeks through the rust
It's grey and cold still
Decaying in the sick bed
My reason to come lies there
You said you would bring me back one day
But you never did.... you never did
A plague of moths devouring your peace
My tongue will be the noose to your sanity
Now that you are here you are mine
Trapped in this cage of skin
I rotted while you fantasized of her
Your suffering has been fulfilled
I acknowledge where I am
The rear view mirror: a gateway to everything I denied
We are where it began my love - our special place
In water now we can be together