Into the gates
Of a place in her dreams
The dead branch labyrinth
Where time stand still

Snow white, pale grey
Rip my hope away
Then I see
And my heart stand still

It has no eyes
But I feel it watching me
Deep in its lair
Of perfect symmetry
[×2]

Could this be real?
All the things I feel?
This presence so near
It gives me chills

Stunned, I stay
Try to look away
From the shadow's king
The labyrinth thing

It has no eyes
But I feel it watching me
Deep in his lair
Of perfect symmetry
[×2]

It has no eyes
But I feel it watching me
Deep in his lair
Of perfect symmetry
[×2]

It has no eyes
[x3]