Life has weighed & preyed on your mind Lingering shadows feast at decay Mezmerizing delusions I have seen tomorrow I know whats to come Every creak, Every haunting step, Fear will cling to us Starving and eventually becoming Universal. As you turn the pages The Clockwork winds down. True life is never lived The pictures will be painted In the end The pictures will be painted. In the end Life has weighed & preyed on your mind Guilt will no longer hold us hostage Once the mind is filled We will know true agony True agony The picture will be painted In the end To the end