| Song | Wintersun |
| Artist | Brendan Perry |
| Album | Ark |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Can’t stop the hurt, can’t stop the bleeding | |
| I am invisible | |
| Can’t stop the thought, nor the feeling | |
| I don’t exist at all | |
| But when you call my name | |
| Do you feel the same way? | |
| That we’re trapped in time | |
| We’re both living a lie | |
| I live in a tower of my own creation | |
| I’m indivisible | |
| From the thoughts that make up all my memories | |
| Transcendental | |
| But when you call my name | |
| Do you feel the same way? | |
| That we’re trapped in time | |
| We’re both living a lie | |
| Many days have come and gone | |
| Since the day I was born | |
| And the autumn of life has finally come | |
| With the promise of winter thorns |
| Can' t stop the hurt, can' t stop the bleeding | |
| I am invisible | |
| Can' t stop the thought, nor the feeling | |
| I don' t exist at all | |
| But when you call my name | |
| Do you feel the same way? | |
| That we' re trapped in time | |
| We' re both living a lie | |
| I live in a tower of my own creation | |
| I' m indivisible | |
| From the thoughts that make up all my memories | |
| Transcendental | |
| But when you call my name | |
| Do you feel the same way? | |
| That we' re trapped in time | |
| We' re both living a lie | |
| Many days have come and gone | |
| Since the day I was born | |
| And the autumn of life has finally come | |
| With the promise of winter thorns |
| Can' t stop the hurt, can' t stop the bleeding | |
| I am invisible | |
| Can' t stop the thought, nor the feeling | |
| I don' t exist at all | |
| But when you call my name | |
| Do you feel the same way? | |
| That we' re trapped in time | |
| We' re both living a lie | |
| I live in a tower of my own creation | |
| I' m indivisible | |
| From the thoughts that make up all my memories | |
| Transcendental | |
| But when you call my name | |
| Do you feel the same way? | |
| That we' re trapped in time | |
| We' re both living a lie | |
| Many days have come and gone | |
| Since the day I was born | |
| And the autumn of life has finally come | |
| With the promise of winter thorns |