Tarja Turunen

Sometimes I see the pulse
numb I feel, so unreal.
Blood on my lips I taste the heavy lead.
What can I find behind the mirror,
I'll never know.
Who's the reflection within?
Should I frame for you the other world?
Another world?
I've heard the voices of Elysium.
The scent of a sudden wish,
never there, everywhere.
Read me the space in-between.
Come to me
I cried
I need you.
I am seeking the gates unfold inside
my lost soul in the dark.
Far beneath my breath
I'm burning at my core.