Shadow Of The Lake Lyrics

The innocence of a child Left alone for a while Standing there, by the magic window

The bluish light serves him another city crime He cannot really understand the shadows

Too young to guide himself Between what's right and what is wrong He reaches his hand touched the TV screen

Souvenirs will last a life time Nightmares often track a fine line If they cannot feel the pain Will he feel the same?

The influence of a style A world succumbs to denial Price to pay, creation of a future

The images disturb him Impress his fragile mind Like a mother leads him as it nurtures

Too strong to stop himself He sees the meaning in the song He starts to fly or that is how it seems

How he wants to be in the limelight Like all the heroes in his dreams If they cannot feel the pain Will he feel the same? Or is it just a game?

Now he wants to haunt the prime time To have his face within the screen If he cannot feel the pain Will they feel the same? And who will win the game?

How was he to know the way it was to go? His life before he set his fate The world of his dreams evolved by lunacy Drove him to his mental state

She never could have read the bad signs Evil deep within his eyes She doesn't feel the same about him anymore
The moon was high and red this night time He chased her out into the trees He must immortalize his name Into the hall of fame Made up all of shame...

"Don't you know, I've always loved you Enough to save you from the pain I know you don't like the answer Oh! But it's the only way..."

Don't be afraid "Don't be afraid" Be not afraid "Be not afraid" This is just a game And I will take the blame and the fame

She stares at the moonlight Reflecting on the water Her nails scratch the marks Upon the wooden floor She prays in vain for something But no one hears her call He's beyond it all... Insane?

He drags her to the lake Beyond the shallow water Cold and abandoned She looks out to the shore He knows her time is coming Too late to turn back now

He grabs her by the sleeve of her shirt And for a while she gazes into his fiery eyes She's searching for a fragment of the man She once loved before, but he's no more...

They say he was a poor lonely child And they made millions, Millions from his crime And they say the kind of understand why He couldn't stand the violence So they day he finally killed, He closed his eyes...

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