Unconscious contortion of values
A tangible depiction
Of what we'd all assumed to be the truth
The quest for a constant only spells out an end
(As her tears crash on distant shores)
(If only I could be so grossly incandescent)
Heavy with an indelible sense of vanity
(Your delicate face in the fading light)
Escape from the rain by way of the secret stair
As we experience
A black wizard's waltz
The allure of dawn pushes us forward
With the promise of the worlds end
Looming over pour heavy heads
We will retreat from the land of the impure
(Make your way down from a window to the west)
(We'll go on your mark)
The slightest whisper will mask our escape
(Won't you take my hand?)
(On a moonlit flight)
(On the path of the wind)
Promise me
(If only I could be so grossly incandescent)
You won't look back
If I fall behind
Take all that I have taught you
(Your delicate face in the fading light)
And use it for the good of all man
Side by side the world has turned to dust before our eyes
(The only way to save you)
Fallen short and taken by the storm
(The drops of rain turn to glass)
There is no other
That's just how I feel about love

INVIA LE CORREZIONI