1. Circus Of Fools

Crossing the line inflicting his mess
He's not a friend but I won't say it to his face
I will turn my back and find my own place
-no apologies in vain

Don't blame me – can't you see
-you're a clown in a circus of fools
you hate me and i hate you too until i'm six feet down

You don't know the small word called regret
Distance freezes and I'm not a threat
You're not a friend but you will say it to my face
You won't turn your back or find your own place
-no apologies remain

Don't blame me – can't you see
-you're a clown in a circus of fools
you hate me and i hate you too until i'm six feet down

Same song – I'm on his way and different than him
I'm wrong, he's always right trying to be so strong
-spits on my face and beats me down
but he is not the king with the crown

Don't blame me – can't you see
-you're a clown in a circus of fools
you hate me and i hate you too until i'm six feet down

2. No Talk Without The Giant

Like a burned mark had left on your skin
-never fades in time like a little sin
The past is haunting you and there is nothing you can do
You can stay in the dark but you can't leave your shadow

You feel the vanity of life
'cos there is no talk without the giant
your soul is searching the light
and you are defiant of the talk about the giant

Time has killed you and left you so grey
-buried alive with your reputation they say
History has let you go – forgot your existance
but if you try to fool – fool your own dark shadow...

You feel the vanity of life
'cos there is no talk without the giant
your soul is searching the light
and you are defiant of the talk about the giant

From down under onto the ground
Fed with mud and beaten down
You can't change your face – you can't hide your shadow

You feel the vanity of life
'cos there is no talk without the giant
your soul is searching the light
and you are defiant of the talk about the giant

3. Ghost Of The Seasons

The seasons change but I stand still
-I'm like a figure in the dark
Wind from the south is a memory
-I watch the dead leaves how they fall from these pale trees
to their tomb and give up with me
Whole nature turns to lifeless grey waiting for spring days...

All the dreams i loved have sailed away
and i cry a small part of the rain
who is pulling my strings?

The seasons change and I stand still
-it feels like I don't exist
Thoughts are made of sorrow – again
I'm like a ghost in the mist on the path to the end
-one wing frozen – one left to be found but when will the sun
melt this ice coating the ground?

All the dreams i loved have sailed away
and i cry a small part of the rain
who is pulling my strings? 'cos i know it's not me

All the dreams i loved have sailed away
and i cry a small part of the rain
who is pulling my strings? 'cos i know it's not me

4. Tyrannize

Don't be afraid, I'm just a soldier with a gun
I'ms spreading peace – I'm a patriotic son
I have a robot mind – I'm a robot slave
-a ghost in this tyranny's game

Welcome to the world – made of lead
-the valley of the shadow of death
where the angels of retribution
spread the seed of distress collapsing all fortresses

Take my hand – the hand of a fool
I'm the man who commands – my words are your rules
I'll rip up your wings – I'll feed you all my sins
-I'll dive under your skin

Welcome to the world – made of lead
-the valley of the shadow of death
where the angels of retribution
spread the seed of distress collapsing all fortresses

5. The Shadow Gallery

Like a stranger in me sending silent orders
Playing with my machine
-overloads it with thoughts unlean

I see things I don't want to see
I feel things I don't want to feel

Who keeps the dark inside my cell?
keeps me on the road to hell
makes me crawl like a slave in chains converting to rebel
playing games with my mind driving me crazy
there's now way out of here – from my shadow gallery

How long the system lasts between love and hate?
Feels like dreams are of glass
-ripping my mind to pieces so fast

The sold soul is on fire again
Too many thoughts that remain

Who keeps the dark inside my cell?
keeps me on the road to hell
makes me crawl like a slave in chains converting to rebel
playing games with my mind driving me crazy
there's now way out of here – from my shadow gallery

The shadow gallery
the shadow gallery
who keeps the dark inside my cell?
keeps me on the road to hell
makes me crawl like a slave in chains converting to rebel

I see things I don't want to see
I feel things I don't want to feel

Who keeps the dark inside my cell?
keeps me on the road to hell
makes me crawl like a slave in chains converting to rebel
playing games with my mind driving me crazy
there's now way out of here – from my shadow gallery

The shadow gallery
The shadow gallery
The shadow gallery
The shadow gallery
The shadow gallery

6. Where I Stand

He was blind 'cos he thought he could fight back...
Reach the sky – be the man of his own life
Broken walls – made of sand so he had to build them of stone
Forced to change his future – write the fate again with the hand of a stranger
Be like someone else...

Sometimes i fight against my own mind
sleepless nights full of fears of life
no place for me on this cold and strange land
i'm searching the answer from my heart – where i stand

When the sun took the place of the moon
All his fears disappeared – left this hollow man into his room
Gazing out to the light after a black cloud – not a storm before the fall
But the umbrella's full of holes

Sometimes i fight against my own mind
sleepless nights full of fears of life
no place for me on this cold and strange land
i'm searching the answer from my heart – where i stand

7. Border Of The Real World

Living in a shadow where the time has stopped
Not in this world which is built on a clock
It takes him under control throwing him too fast for tomorrow
Sitting in a room sucking poison into his head – on the way into the tomb from his own bed
Satan has not left him but the job is done and Death is smiling

'Cos he is roaming at the border of the real world
where the angels have fallen
and he he is losing the game of death surrendering
-welcoming the day of his fate
no shelter by the grave – no return for the slave

Yesterday is gone – only lifeless around
Blood on his hand is the ticket deep down
The prisoner of his own mind
-lost in the other side of daylight

'Cos he is roaming at the border of the real world
where the angels have fallen
and he he is losing the game of death surrendering
-welcoming the day of his fate
no shelter by the grave – no return for the slave

8. Dying Without A Name

The shadow on the wall was waiting for this boy
but maybe angels were on my side
The day of November was getting much colder
for the helpless needing time to survive
He couldn't breathe on his own

Straight to the hands of fate
but fortune favoured me that day
i got a reason to stay – another chance to live
-not dying without a name

I should have been a son of winter
but I was born into the greyness of fall
I'm thankful that I'm here and for those helping hands
who delayed the train of life a bit more
It wasn't my time to go

Straight to the hands of fate
but fortune favoured me that day
i got a reason to stay – another chance to live
-not dying without a name

9. The Cardinal Point

The future was full of choices
but all chances fell to the waves – beneath a boat we built
with our hands keeping us safe on the surface
Broken plans were rusted by the tears of broken men
We chose another journey after weeks
we had sailed blind and astray

Fairy tales from the endless seas and liars
with their briefcase full of promieses
-we could sail the big ship across the ocean
navigating to the dreams

I couldn't tell where the sea ended
and the sky began – 'cos of the dark
No light on the hill to lead us to the way of salvation
Keeping us separate from these cold and dark waters
Preventing disappearance to those waves
of lightning and storm

Fairy tales from the endless seas and liars
with their briefcase full of promieses
-we could sail the big ship across the ocean
navigating to the dreams