Sonata Arctica The Truth Is Out There

Now I am crawling in (my crawling skin) I can t wake up anymore (can t find the door) I try to make a deal (with myself) to avoid the blinding (once again) The party s over, the flies are back, Unexplained. Mean and bad. The deepest wound, still no scab. Full HD scifi scream, The time is out, mind is clean, it s blank I m missing a little I found a truth beneath the lie Buried deep, explain me why The world is upside I do not know a soul in here, But i can remember the faces And