The Last of the Lambs - Sonata Arctica

Once by the stairs

Once by the door

Once in the kitchen

Down on the floor

These are the memories

The scars on my hands

In silence

In darkness

Alone

I am the symbol, your cardinal sin

Ending a story before it begins

You cannot speak the language, the words on your skin

The symbols we have on our skins

But you get the meaning now

When you cry on your bed

Could’ve loved me instead

The last of the lambs have gone

But you get the meaning now

When you lay on your bed

Hear the silence in your head

The last of the lambs have gone

Last of the lambs are gone

You get the meaning now

The last of the lambs have gone

Now

When you cry on your bed

Could’ve loved me instead

The last of the lambs have gone

But you get the meaning now

Still awake in your bed

Hear the silence in your head

The last of the lambs have gone