[Written by Jon Oliva, Criss Oliva, Paul O'Neill]
Among the images of dear departed
Here with memories so closely
guarded
There's an old man standing all alone
As he waits among the unforgiven
Here among the souls no longer living
Lost
in chains of sin still unatoned
He carves his stone
Well a man's got to do what a man must do
But I'll never give my soul
to you
No fallen angel's prophecy
Will ever take hold of the man you see
So here I stand all alone
With chisel in hand I
work my stone
And leave a message for all to see
I've lived a life of insanity
And carve that stone
He carves his
stone [Repeat]
