Poets Of The Fall - The Labyrinth

Down on your knees to find your way Through this labyrinth of whys Time and again, rig and replay When nothing justifies Or leaves a trace to tell A way out of your shell To sample life Time is a wraith at the point of no return A memory of the light of day Time is ablaze and so we burn Until the ashes of our lives are blown away Wish I had the power to make you stay Out through the frozen haze of grey If constellations align More brutally sliced by lie than blade Three acts of cruel design Disconnect the dots And against all odds Still survive Time is a wraith… For the sake of thrill would you own the kill Would you impose your will on another still Time is a wraith…