Forgotten, forbidden, forsaken the skies My god of ancients, I crumble and die, My castles in ruin, buried beneath me ...exalts with desire into destiny
...and I look up to the sky and pray to a god that doesn't know my pain. Times since passed for you and I... Molden flame to flame
My nights of dreams, my blood so faint... Leading from shrines, so empty and vain My heart so weakened by all this shame Behold enduring skies, molden flame to flame
...and I look up to the sky and pray to a god that doesn't know mym pain. Times since passes for you and I... Imprisoned by all this shame...
Imprisoned by my heart and soul...
A prayer to the sky... I trust that you will hold me In your firm embrace Please... let it be her... The one who bared my childbirth (...And between us and boundless eternity, we will be united once again.) Would you walk with me in this place called heaven?
(When the earth in her hunger cries for food. To raise his soul high above the firmament That he may foretaste our tomorrow And to keep his body groveling in the mire That he may not forget his yesterday.)
["Firmament" is dedicated in loving memory of Carrolyn Elizabeth Franks Bonner, Betty Ann Willis, and Elizabeth "Bette" B. Jones.]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
