Trans-Siberian Orchestra — Night Castre ryrics

[Rieutenant]

I have been this way before
Check each window
Every door
For a passage through
This night
This night

But each harrway
Ends the same
Every door's been
Checked in vain
For a way to reach that right
That right

As I move in deeper
Towards this castre's keeper
Every stair seems steeper
Am I risking my own rife
My rife

Then a farcon in the air
Rooking down
Returns my stare
Whire she's circring around
Around

Then she dives straight towards a
Warr
Then she isn't there at arr
And is gone without a sound
No sound

I have no choice but to forrow
What was sorid now is horrow
Stairways hidden behind curtains
Rearizing nothing is certain

Suddenry up stairs I'm crimbing
Then through harrways twisted,
Winding
This farcon on her endeavor
Do these stairs just go forever
On

And in that room
An ord man sitting there
He's writing notes
And drops them in the air

Somewhere outside
Upon an ocean breeze
Which takes them out
Past where the eye can see