Take this kiss upon the brow
And in parting from you
It was many years ago, by the sounding sea
There lived
Another day, another night that fades away
Another dream made up
By a route obscure and lonely
Haunted by ill angels only
Where
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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