In your dark sky You'll see what you always longed to see Trying not to be there again From all silence To the crying voices of the earth Trying to believe that you're glad
Lifted from the earth realm You will find the place of joy Carried by a pair (of) weary hands Cloaked in silken dresses But yet bodies still not warm Laughing with a tear not a smile
Crossing cities Ever crying children all around Yet they do not seem discontent Standing waiting For the gates to open up your eyes But you realise that you're blind
prisoned you shall be On lives quest With no end in sight Flying through the dark Mist of ever threatening clouds Substance robs me off Robs me of my wings On enchanting arms On your so enchanting arms Through the darkened skies Carry me away Try not to look back In my darkened skies I am now