Kalmah

In the eyes of the Watcher the gleam of flames
Reflecting pictures of the years gone by
Time makes no difference the sleep won?t come
And tomorrows daylight is hiding around
This lonely mind, eyes still awake
Taking a swig now and then
Poking the fire with the rod
Seeking the truth behind the blaze
Where lost all the glory days?
Vanity just remains in his own wishing well
Has learned to fear the fire of life
Has burned his hands so many times
In the shelter of smoke he is feeling home
Mindrust - watching the embers
Time passes his eyes in flow