It all dates back to times away,
Moments passed by behind picture frames.
Faces replaced in stories of old.
A dark dialogue needs to be told.
Together they wait stuck in a frame,
Gray photos remain dusty and aged.
Watching them walk, watching them dance.
Watching them fall into romance.
Look at her sink. Look at her strife.
Can't break through the glass to save her life.
Watching time fly behind the glass,
Seen so much change as photographs.
Still life remains in picture frames,
Watching you dance into your grave.
Tragedy falls before your eyes.
Stuck in a frame watching her die.
I look at your face timeless and gray,
Dusty and aged on the display.
The Cold Caress
- Bodies On The Avenue
- Blood N' Bones
- The Cold Caress
- Les Photos Restent
- June's Dying
- The Garden Of Disease
- Sink In
- Red Lights Dance
- Missing Miles
- Seashell Radio
- Schneid Das Blau