Текст Dream Theater – The Walking Shadow

Xander:
What have you done?
You murderer!
My father’s dead!

Daryus:
Don’t hold your breath
The night’s still young
Confront your death
Like father, like son

Who’s this I see?
Approaching me
The Chosen One

Narrator:
Drawing closer pace by pace
The walking shadow hides its face
Never aware of the looming attack
Like stepping right into a trap

As his weapon
Finds its victim
Mortified, he’s shocked to find the shadow is Faythe