On virgin soil serpents are born Blind are their eyes, blinding's their bane Feigned happiness real is as death Hypocrites' plague infects the mind of man
There is that fear like a curse extending in veins There is that torment that impairs thee Roving in shadows Yet with flame that glows in my heart There on my way all alone, so alone, not alone
Only with eyes of a pure heart Maybe some day you can see me Faith be your guide when the sorrow encircles your self Walking the path of a pure heart Maybe someday you can meet me Faith be your shine if the anguish eclipses your sight
Under the skin innocence breathes Inherent grace, free from this waste Insight and pain - sacred romance Freedom not greed - a doubtless choice for me to make
There is a pureness that so real reveals in my dreams There is a beauty that I long for Covered by shadows, yet it's there so close in my sight
Waiting till shades are gone Waiting till shades are gone...
Hailed shall be the ones who see what others can not For no assumption I will waste my reason The promised lands of sand are raised and troths build on tales From heights I now behold the circus' credo
Hailed shall be the ones who see what others can not For no assumption I will waste my reason The promised lands of sand are raised and troths build on tales From heights I now behold the circus' credo
Only with eyes of a pure heart Maybe some day you can see me Faith be your guide when the sorrow encircles your self Walking the path of a pure heart Maybe someday you can meet me Faith be your shine if the anguish eclipses your sightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
