...There My Heart Should Be - Beyond the Dream

Feeble as we are and as we were before

Where the mistake was made

When the apple was eaten by those who did not fight against the evil

don´t be sorry and do not worry

´cause the God will paint you out of the picture for sure

Fable is the lie which told i’ll try to care about you

To care about who does the right or wrong

His children are dead and their offspring in bed

Did a sin after sin

Now the god is painting them out of the picture…

In his heart he loved them too much

but was not allowed to touch

´cause he is not part of their world anymore

of his own greatest creation

Buried six feet under there my heart should be

As he told before cold wind filled his mouth and made him mute

I said i´ll drink that weakness away

Just pour me the blood from your heart

Fable is the lie which told i’ll try to care about you

To care about who does the right or wrong

God is painting them out of the picture

Of his own greatest creation

Buried six feet under there my heart should be

As he told before cold wind filled his mouth and made him mute

…Sweetly buried in six feet under ground