[There is a man in this world who has never smiled
You may know his tragedy, the later years by heart
In the beginning there was a mother, father and a child
A troubled little silent boy whose life they were to destroy
Known to us from this day on like his father, Caleb]

His mother came up with
Such a clever way to save the day with the little white lie,
He thinks you missed the point back then
But now he's grown to understand it in a way.
Father said "I'm sorry" only once as I remember
The words weren't meant to hurt
Only destroy you my stupid son
One person can make a difference sometimes
Just earn his head when they get it stilled

and has every man
Smiled at his funeral
Happy you're dead

All his solutions it seemed
Were only problems in disguise
Glueing on his drinking face
Got ready to erase another day

Mother was yet confident
Although they had it tight
Taught her son at the end of every tunnel's set a little light,
Because of the light, it was her hope
That everything would be fine one day
He can fulfill his every dream
"I'm happy as long as he's not."

I hated and feared, can't face it
"The child is not mine, he's my greatest shame"
Go out, create thunder
And stand right under
That old apple tree
Where the snake's let him feed

Lost thoughts,
All those kind words
Would hurt him even more
Now somehow
Lost one more way back home

Out on the lake
He rows towards
A monster he should've been running away from years ago
The past has made him blind
To the way he turned the pain into a way of life

Followed his father, tucked him in
Caleb knows the pain
He's the portrait of the man
His mother grew to hate forever
She was a beast, a deadly saint
Wrong in many ways
One death to keep up their charade until the end
Waltzing together

Over the hills, under the sea
Fighting the will, whole universe
Why does a man pride in your heir?
Sleep with the fear he's been accursed

Making your heart take anymore
Shouldn't it blow over now?
When nothing more's low slung

The decision being to find a way
To live with it right
Flowers are so beautiful
Meant to poison all things living

For now I served my time
In my sweet inherent hell

Now I ring the bell
To tell the world
I'm ready when they bring out
they're soon to be dead against the wall,
This necessary evil has no heart

Flowers and people, you will now enlace
A price you must pay
Serving the cold
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Lyrics by Sonata Arctica

This looked much cooler in my head. Ah, story of my life. Oh well

Spirit and his parents.

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