In your hand lay hope and the price for a beloved salvation
charmed out of the past blurred misty with the time
Your image just an old paper that passes away, that expires in innocence if it burns
motherless thoughtless just a shrine arranged in beliefs
Un-lived are the words from you your scent your taste
your dreams are still here
I see you everywhere around me just you remain mute
In the night I dream myself within you an awakening a remembering must not be
no belief which understands no understanding that experiences the morning
The old world every sound every word
seems so important for a better place
every dream every destination reached in the storm
was my heaven the past?
The old world every sound every word
Your will be done, never more
When was the last kiss?
no engulfing no longing in the overflow
No more last look back at you
just the sense the time that shreds me
No man of comparisons shatters no face
with whom you don't speak to me
simply ripped away even death should miss you
The farewell they all spoke about you
the new place would be better for you
thoughtless speechless just sadness that unites itself with pity
In the night I dream myself within you an awakening a remembering must not be
no belief which understands no understanding that experiences the morning
The old world every sound every word
Your will be done, your will
Your will be done, your will
Your will be done, never more
Heaven-heart
In your hand lay hope and the price for a beloved salvation charmed out of the past blurred misty with the time
Your image just an old paper that passes away, that expires in innocence if it burns motherless thoughtless just a shrine arranged in beliefs
Un-lived are the words from you your scent your taste your dreams are still here I see you everywhere around me just you remain mute
In the night I dream myself within you an awakening a remembering must not be no belief which understands no understanding that experiences the morning
The old world every sound every word seems so important for a better place every dream every destination reached in the storm was my heaven the past?
The old world every sound every word
Your will be done, never more
When was the last kiss? no engulfing no longing in the overflow
No more last look back at you just the sense the time that shreds me
No man of comparisons shatters no face with whom you don't speak to me simply ripped away even death should miss you
The farewell they all spoke about you the new place would be better for you thoughtless speechless just sadness that unites itself with pity
In the night I dream myself within you an awakening a remembering must not be no belief which understands no understanding that experiences the morning
The old world every sound every word
Your will be done, your will Your will be done, your will Your will be done, never more
No heaven-heart more