In the cold misty morning gleaming rays awake the dawn Here I stand - a stranger in this land does your conscience betray you? falling from grace - feel the sun on my face does desire still hold true?
Mystified by her beauty - does the hunter pity his prey? Under starless skies all Love must die and fade away
Take my hand - divine or damned Make a stand, seize the day Yours or mine, damned of divine Draw the line, come what may...
Looking down from ethereal skies Silent crystalline tears I cry For all must say their last goodbye - to Paradise