Lyrics
Slowly turns the key of time In the lock of promises broken In mute silence of my space I crouch under my yearning Under my yearning...
The works of my gods receding now Evade my grasping hands
Her hair I would long to adorn with glowing stars Her brow with shining sun In silver I would trace the moon shine of her grace The shining one
Perfection of the skies I knew And memories of my deeds Fade away beyond my reach And change to lonely nights
Her hair I would long to adorn with glowing stars Her brow with shining sun In silver I would trace the moon shine of her grace The shining one
Her hair I would long to adorn with glowing stars Her brow with shining sun In silver I would trace the moon shine of her grace The shining one