Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In Black And White, artist - Sonata Arctica. Date of issue: 24.05.2007
Song language: English
In Black And White |
| I’m a doorman at my Death Row, you faceless foe of heart |
| An accent, a drop of darkest blood on snow, white feather in the tar… |
| a tearstain on your frozen face… |
| A life — in black and white |
| You slaughtered my soul again |
| Tried my best to be worth your two realities |
| You’re breaking my heart again |
| To squeeze out a rhyme, I bid you farewell |
| Stupidity, ignorance, leave a light on for the blind |
| Now I will hit you where it hurts |
| Take what is rightfully mine, I need a sign |
| That you’re worth fighting for |
| Winning or losing, alone |
| I am only a pawn |
| I’m tired of pleasing you |
| Discolored this emptiness, wrapped in a scheme |
| I… delayed my dreams to see |
| —Who blinded your eyes from things that are real… |
| For me, I believe in the taste of bitter sweet |
| Dying fountains full of stories untold |
| After a history of «losses» attained the victory where it occurred |
| Lips so cold, the final testing ground for beautiful words |
| Diving in the seas of sin, without knowing where lies the bottom |
| Idle moments spawned you idle people, no morality, no soul |
| Sabotage or a fatal mistake? |
| Scandal born, new race |
| Unauthorized use, not stealing? |
| We’ve no rights, just passion and rage… |
| People you know, on your side, touching concern |
| Stand on a chair and scream as the tables turn |
| Take a bow, take the blame, soon you’ll wake up screaming your nightmare’s name. |
| Now I will hit you where it hurts |
| Take what is rightfully mine, I need a sign |
| That you’re worth fighting for |
| Winning and losing, alone |
| I am only a pawn |
| People you know, on your side, touching concern |
| Stand on a chair and scream as the tables turn |
| Always a minute too late, now feel the burn |
| Wake up, friend, you’re screaming the name of the |
| Doorman of my Death row, you faceless foe of the heart |
| An accent, a drop of darkest blood on snow, white feather in the tar… |
| Tearstains on my frozen face, follow the wicked trail if you |
| Wish you see the sum of all my fears in many shades of gray |
| You’ll see… |
| Your dreams in Black and white… Nightmares in Black and White… |
| Sweet dreams in Black and White… Your life is Black and White… |