Texty:
Sonata Arctica Unia

His mother came up with such a clever way to save the day with a little white lie. He thinks he missed the point back then, but now he's grown to understand

We have been stuck in here a day, seeking Answers for all eternity, or something Hear the meaning, speaking in me Have faith in me, have faith in me...

I'm a doorman at my Death Row, you faceless foe of heart An accent, a drop of darkest blood on snow, white feather in the tar.... a tearstain on your

It doesn't matter If you're wrong or if you're right It makes no difference If you're black or if you're white All men are equal Till the victory is

My painted face, I'm a clown, and I'm laughing while my dream turns into a nightmare, fade away, I'm asleep, not too deep... The walls of night have

If you were my child I'd carry you away I'd travel through time, before silence was born No hope for the child, this world has gone bad. When when's

The weight of days on me.... I am done. The corn is burning under my feet The words like circles and I'm waiting for someone to catch my fall in the

: [Tony Kakko] I'm a doorman at my Death Row, you faceless foe of heart An accent, a drop of darkest blood on snow, white feather in the tar.... a tearstain

: [Tony Kakko] You borrow the moment, betray your own heavens The darkness is thickening, breathing gets harder The balance is off, some take more than