Where History Lives

As daylight dies The giant moves in to swallow me In a belly filled with sins Is this the ark of suffering? I would die for your touch Or at least a sign to believe in In this spiral darkness The grief is mine alone In this spiral of darkness I ride the tides of the morrow Where history lives In the ruins of our past Where history lives A place of laughter A place of tears Now a place of desperate cries A flicker of light shining in the darkness Assurance paid for immortality A purified heart of stone prides my garden In this place of gloom Where old memories gather In this spiral of darkness I ride the tides of the morrow Where history lives In the ruins of our past Where history lives A place of laughter A place of tears Remember when eyes were blinded by fever? Handcuffed for a crime waiting for freedom Remember the smells Like I could relive the day? My only fear is that memories will fade away In this place of shallow laughter In this place of desperate cries A twisting inferno of limbs A blinding flash into the afterlife You could walk away with pride As it slowly decays The layers of delusion have vanished From this inner narrow-mindedness Razor sharp claws of reality Fear strikes a cord in my burning heart My last breath could never tame the flame Leaving a trail behind - of my old memories In this spiral of darkness I ride the tides of the morrow Where history lives In the ruins of our past Where history lives A place of laughter A place of tears Remember our hands held together? The urge to live Was higher than the sky could reach Remember the nights we spent Under the moon? Our place in history among the stars... With our tears Our fears Our dreams Our life...