| Song | Ghostly Echoes |
| Artist | Amberian Dawn |
| Album | End of Eden |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Touching these walls I am feeling | |
| How madness is growing in me. | |
| I'm hearing these voices and I realise | |
| This house is inside my mind. | |
| In the garden of this broken court | |
| I am walking through and through these open doors | |
| And I'm following the voice in a dream state | |
| Following these calls from behind time. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... | |
| ‒ I'm sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... | |
| The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves | |
| On my dream path through the trees. | |
| Deluded and weak I'm feeling | |
| Breathing walls against my palm. | |
| Changing into something hostile and bad | |
| This court is overpowering me. | |
| In the garden of this broken court | |
| I am walking through and through these open doors | |
| And I'm following the voice in a dream state | |
| Following these calls from behind time. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... | |
| ‒ I'm sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... | |
| The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves | |
| On my dream path through the trees. | |
| I'm wide awake but I'm dreaming | |
| ‒ voices are calling for me. | |
| Floting through hollow halls | |
| In between the lines of madness and sanity. | |
| In the garden of this broken court | |
| I am walking through and through these open doors | |
| And I'm following the voice in a dream state | |
| Following these calls from behind time. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... | |
| ‒ I'm sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... | |
| The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves | |
| On my dream path through the trees. |
| Touching these walls I am feeling | |
| How madness is growing in me. | |
| I' m hearing these voices and I realise | |
| This house is inside my mind. | |
| In the garden of this broken court | |
| I am walking through and through these open doors | |
| And I' m following the voice in a dream state | |
| Following these calls from behind time. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... | |
| I' m sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... | |
| The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves | |
| On my dream path through the trees. | |
| Deluded and weak I' m feeling | |
| Breathing walls against my palm. | |
| Changing into something hostile and bad | |
| This court is overpowering me. | |
| In the garden of this broken court | |
| I am walking through and through these open doors | |
| And I' m following the voice in a dream state | |
| Following these calls from behind time. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... | |
| I' m sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... | |
| The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves | |
| On my dream path through the trees. | |
| I' m wide awake but I' m dreaming | |
| voices are calling for me. | |
| Floting through hollow halls | |
| In between the lines of madness and sanity. | |
| In the garden of this broken court | |
| I am walking through and through these open doors | |
| And I' m following the voice in a dream state | |
| Following these calls from behind time. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... | |
| I' m sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... | |
| The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves | |
| On my dream path through the trees. |
| Touching these walls I am feeling | |
| How madness is growing in me. | |
| I' m hearing these voices and I realise | |
| This house is inside my mind. | |
| In the garden of this broken court | |
| I am walking through and through these open doors | |
| And I' m following the voice in a dream state | |
| Following these calls from behind time. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... | |
| I' m sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... | |
| The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves | |
| On my dream path through the trees. | |
| Deluded and weak I' m feeling | |
| Breathing walls against my palm. | |
| Changing into something hostile and bad | |
| This court is overpowering me. | |
| In the garden of this broken court | |
| I am walking through and through these open doors | |
| And I' m following the voice in a dream state | |
| Following these calls from behind time. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... | |
| I' m sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... | |
| The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves | |
| On my dream path through the trees. | |
| I' m wide awake but I' m dreaming | |
| voices are calling for me. | |
| Floting through hollow halls | |
| In between the lines of madness and sanity. | |
| In the garden of this broken court | |
| I am walking through and through these open doors | |
| And I' m following the voice in a dream state | |
| Following these calls from behind time. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of cries and sobs... | |
| I' m sedated by sighs, have constant fear on my mind. | |
| The ghostly echoes... of whispers and moan... | |
| The wind is throwing dry autumn leaves | |
| On my dream path through the trees. |