Apparitions -

When was he the suffering body that stole your breath away?

Approaching an eternity, the faith that’s haunting me

The scorn of this delicate child runs thorns around your head

Sitting quietly I expect, anxious to what comes next

Secrets will be essential to our development

The view provided by the wounds, tempting the review

Are my eyes allowed to contain the ghost of appearance

Searing the visual of sight, still heavy on the night

The arrangements of shadows we see

Are symptoms of a differential shade

Secrets are essential to our past

For the apparitions that stay afraid

Creating a sense out of the nothingness

Burned by the haunting shelter of the wound

Music flows through the forgotten imagery

With moonlight, cold against a misty tomb

The arrangements of shadows we see

Are symptoms of a differential shade

Secrets are essential to our past

For the apparitions that stay afraid

Guitar Solos: Gregg/Rich

A child appears before the balance of death

An innocence that easily takes me

Blackness of the veins is suddenly spoken

By the stench of hell that comes from your screams

The arrangements of shadows we see

Are symptoms of a differential shade

Secrets are essential to our past

For the apparitions that stay afraid