Interpret:

Theatre of Tragedy

Album:

Storm

Can you see the storm getting closer now? 
Tell me how it feels being out there 


A moment's glimpse of his vignette 
As he shone a light on the falling wall 
Instant pictures form shattered persons 
Whenever he leaves there's a tainted mark 
Flashbacks of his stark sleep filter out through smoke 
Revoking from the past things less provoked 
Any which day, there is no relief 
Adhesive words, spoken silently 
The shattered man 


Can you see the storm getting closer now? 
Tell me how it feels being out there 
I want to stay with you, and I see it clear now 
You are giving me no choice 
Let the rain pour down 


He's holding for the moment of the fall 
Stolen knowledge by minds unformed 
Regulate the demolition of annexe for the differing thoughts 
Discarded sparks left years ago 
Evoked a language much more austere 
Reverberating with figments 
He left a trace of translucence 


Shattered man 
There's a shattered man in a shattered land