Album: Chapters From a Vale Forlorn
There are too many stones
And life is just made of glass
Mark the words of the fool
He will tell you the truth, oh so cruel
You say and I will believe
Although I stumble and fall
Deceived by my own eyes
Trust is a gamble with pain, roll the dice!
Give my your confidence
And I’ll lock the door
Offer me the same
And I’ll be busted to the floor
Take a walk upon the ice
Or ride the light of day
Dance with flames of fire
You will burn with the words, of the liar