When The Jester Cries

When The Jester Cries

Lacking caring bodies

The lonely floats on cold sweat through the night

Creatures of dusk

As ignorant puppets the wars of madmen we fight

Eyes filled with wrecked tears

Trying to burn holes in the darkness

Songs of the night so cold

Lighting hearts of the once bold

Always seeking the light

Only found in dreams of old

Reminiscing feelings futile

Reminiscing things untold

Do you still believe

That where their neon rainbow ends there is gold

It´s hard to part the waters in an iceage

Hard to light a candle in the wake of a storm

Souls cry silently; the show goes on

Burned are those who once loved the sun

Loved the sun

Souls cry silently; the show goes on

Burned are those who once loves the sun

But noone cares when a poor man dies

Noone sees when the jester cries

Let´s lay out more wire (that we risk not touching our brothers)

Let´s heighten our walls of desire (that we risk not seeing the sun)

Let´s dance to the pipe of the face on the screen

Let´s hide even deeper in the night

Sleep tight

It´s hard to part the waters in an iceage

Hard to light a candle in the wake of a storm

Souls cry silently...