IRC-Galleria

The streets are empty.
Inside it's warms.
His hands are shaking.
They locked the door.
A voice is calling.
Asking to get in.
All he wanted was a toy.
All he needed was a gentle heart
to lead him through the dark
when his dreams are running wild
Boy and the ghost
Fire's not burning
The lights went out
The lights went out

Big family dinner
the untold
Their eyes are sparkling on his frozen face.
Angel's calling asking to get in

All he wanted was a toy.
All he needed was a gentle heart
to lead him through the dark
when there's nowhere left to fall.
Boy and the ghost
his eyes are burning
The lights went out
The dream is on.

Wake up, wake up:
There's an Angel in the snow.
Look up, look up:
it's a frightened dead boy
with so much hate, such bad dreams.
He could have seen
The toy's the key, but no one saw, no one saw

All he wanted was a toy.
All he needed was a gentle heart
to lead him through the dark
Boy and the ghost

Despero, solitas, debilis, desolo.
Despero, solitas, debilis, desolo.

when there's nowhere left to fall.
nowhere to hide
The silence is hurting
Inside it's cold. Sleep or die.
Nowhere to go, Nowhere to hide.
His light went out.