Take this kiss upon the brow
And in parting from you
Another day, another night that fades away
Another dream made up
By a route obscure and lonely
Haunted by ill angels only
Where
Twas noontide of summer
And it was mid-time of night
Star in
Broken is the golden bowl, the spirit flown forever
Let the
[Moonspell cover]
Opium, desire or will?
Inspiration bound from an elegant seed
Of what in other world shall be, and given
in beauty
Flying south, over a desert land
Long as
Find a water land
A stir is in the air, the waves
There is a
Ah, by no wind those clouds are driven
That rustle through
Thou wast all that to me
For whom my soul did
[Instrumental]
By a route obscure and lonelyHaunted by I'll angels onlyWhere
Of what in other world shall be, and givenIn beauty
Thou wast all that to meFor whom my soul did
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