Black from TABLEAU VIVANT by THEATRUM

Can’t keep my fire going, I’m burning out
Can’t help myself but wonder what is it all about?

It’s been awhile oh it’s been a quite some time
Since I’ve had a clue in which direction I must head to
It’s kind of torture being in my own head I should know
Thoughts like a thousand hurricanes keep storming through leaving a mess I can’t undo

And they say - What am I waiting for? Clock doesn’t stop so I can’t be stuck in my misery
Must move on or at least move at all, step by step pull yourself out of the black

Don’t sit and hope, do what you’re told, listen, never question, keep your head down low
Your whispers keep following me, layers of your lessons covering my skin
Drop by drop you fill my glass trying to hold on not to spill myself out
Oceans will wake, flood is coming your way, pray not to drown in your own doings now

Dark clouds follow (me) wherever I go
How far? How long will I run to outrun storms?

When the sky grows black – again I find myself off track
When I go off track, I turn insane
When I turn insane – storms seem to fade away
When the storm is gone – I start to feel alive

Who are you to preach, what makes you so worthy?
It’s not your place to guide, to tell where, how I should be
So don’t you dare to make me to hide my corners
I’m the storm, that’s me - every shade of darkness
And if I’m still I wait, I wait for right moment
To sweep, get rid of all in order for new life to grow

I must get rid of all, embrace my shadows, my shadows
And turn to black, turn to black, everything’s black
But it’s alright, cuz it’s new light, it’s new white

• Metal
• Progressive Rock
• Progressive metal
• avant-garde metal
• Riga