Memoria Mortis

Wednesday Night

Memoria Mortis


Driving home on a rainy Wednesday night 
Trying to decide if I was wrong or right 
Windscreen wipers are dancing softly now 
Suddenly, I really don't know how, 
Strong intension makes me turn around 
That was the time when I first heard the sound 
Passing out the way and passing soon the bar 
Running out of fuel we won't get too far 

On the corner light begins to fade 
Road ends here' it must have been remade 
Standing out of the car and trying to find 
Not easy to think with that much confused mind 
And I try to release myself and step on a velvet carpet 
Right above me shines the great blazon 
Stairs of a museum' that's what I'm standing on! 

Evening is falling down, I'm captured by the rooms 
Pictures all change and breathe a statue slowly moves 
I know everything that's here to see 
The building seems to dream of me