Blood On My Hands

(Album: Demons & Wizards - 2000)

As I bear my inner soul, I've kept it hidden and safe.
Fulfill the God's desire to hold their waning flame.
A sacred life.

What have started long ago is heading towards the end.
There's no easy way out, there's blood on my hands.
But I am sure, in the end, I will prove I was right.

Runes of a long forgotten time, ancient spells in endless rhymes.
Soon the other world appears.
Roam to the ghostly river Rhine, leave the misty shades behind.
I can feel I'm getting near.

By the ancient spirits' rites, the old ghosts proclaim their rights.
Still they're lost in time.

By the ancient spirits' rites, the old ghosts proclaim their rights.
Still they're lost in time.

Lost in time.
I wonder why they're lost in time.
Lost in time.

The curse lives on, still chasing me.
It's always been there by my side and it won't let me out.
A treacherous leaf and a secret unsealed, it will cause deadly wounds.

Roam to the ghostly realms at nights to cleanse the dark shades of my mind.
Leave the mortal world behind.
Float to the endless streams of time, an eternal ray of light.
Leave my mortal shape behind.

By the ancient spirits' rites, the old ghosts proclaim their rights.
Still they're lost in time.

By the ancient spirits' rites, the old ghosts proclaim their rights.
Still they're lost in time.

Lost in time.
I wonder why they're lost in time.
Lost in time.

The blood on my hands you see cannot be washed away.
I am chosen by destiny to dwell in misery.

By the ancient spirits' rites, the old ghosts proclaim their rights.
Still they're lost in time.

By the ancient spirits' rites, the old ghosts proclaim their rights.
Still they're lost in time.

Lost in time.