Dark Heart

On my journey through the crypts With sideways, a thousand Where to go, uncertain My eyes catch so many sights Heavenly cathedrals and hellish gates A choice falls upon me, again How do they navigates, all these halls? With no attempt to anticipate and read Whispered words vibrate through the cold walls My environment and the ghosts Still circling around me But I am a blind man In my own crypts and mazes Do you know how it feels, when a moon rises at the sky While her light does not dare to caress your skin? Do you know? When water flows around, not touching Have you ever felt the eyes, turning away within your presence? What it's like, to be judged by a demon? What it's like, to be judged by an angel? When death, so uncomplicated, just turns into madness Madness (Lead: Peter) Do you know how it feels, when a moon rises at the sky? While her light does not dare to caress your skin? Do you know? When water flows around, not touching Have you ever felt the eyes, looking through your shape...