Martin Hall Random Hold Another heart laid bare Another heart laid bare on the doorstep to my exile Another pantomime to disbelieve I see your bended head, always humble in the daylight Playing the servant's role to never see [Chorus] Of all the images that you left for my keeping The one I like the most is the world outside I never thought I would, but the distance seems so perfect I can't deny the fact that I'm pleasantly surprised Another victim cries, pointing fingers at the heavens Declaring me the crime of centuries The traces on my skin, they keep shining in the night time A fingerprint on every memory [Chorus] Of all the images that you left for my keeping The one I like the most is the world outside I never thought I would, but the distance seems so perfect I can't deny the fact that I'm pleasantly surprised