Take me to the forest where the gods play silently under the great branches. We speak in a whisper and you take my hand. You and I under the oak. Haming
Reality must sleep, for a while. As I travel beyond our language. Our personalities are manifestation of spirit. The stream of eternal life carry us on
Cathedrals, towers rising in my heart A thunder roars deep and quiet. Making love with the silent rain. Christ flashes before my eyes with empty face,
Find your wasteland sharp and cold beyond the doors of fear and love. Seek the rose - her tiny leaves - climbing up the walls. Even her life is taken
Standing all alone in the middle of a promised land. Where is it, where is it, beyond the moon, behind the sun. Always in the middle, in the middle of
The moon cries - her tears of light fall upon the thirsty grass. To welcome our feet - dancing on this sacred ground. Earth licks her dayburnt wounds -
In this black cold night Make me calm Stop the blood running from my eyes In my mind From the places in my mind When the darkness embraces me I do not
Gods above, beneath, behind And we'll walk the path of fire With trees and night above Mounting silence And my thoughts fall like tears Forever and ever
Vast outstreched diamond lakes in the sky the mighty stillness of mountains rain will fall - maybe forever winds of mercy, I hope will take me far from
I wish upon the stars My dreams will come through I leave tonight Please come... come clean and true If I'm still here I cannot say If I'm going... going
I do me wrong And i do it again My sorrow rain My feeling pain See me through, walk me through I long I still long I long I long so much away - from
Darkness falls upon my eyes Recalls all the sleepless nights The shadows of my faceless pain The feeling of the deep dark rain Will my sad memories wash
I dream of this candlelight My pain floats away, just one second And my thoughts wandering off To a better brighter place A place I can rest my mind
I'm standing here Watching the clouds float by Wondering why the pain never deserted me The sadness, sorrow, bewilderness that never left I'm flying...
Inflame thy heart raise the wand raise the dagger raise the cup and praise and chant for this is the night of the raven the might of the raven in the
Aedificator mundi carcerem Contignavisti septem gradibus niteris Septimo demum lucem aspicis
She's the wind that shatters neverending tears She's the pain within thy heart Nothingness as I fall And I'm falling behind empty handed behind these
Tears to fill the despair dreams to hunt forever so fill up my cup with emptiness again and chase those blackenened dreams on more time Nevertheless
