Gray winds of sorrow pass the enchanted willows For the wealth of man ponders this holy creation And through the eyes of one glass statue Falls another man desires. Ever watching the shadows of the hawk Billowing on the soft dirt below Her tears drop to the earth The splash of salt sings to me Ever burning candle lights the passion White marble stones pain my bare feet Nothing can hurt more then my heart The sun has warmed the day No assurance lies within this sunlight Telling tales of soft young children And the death of our closest love Seasons of frost pass before our eyes Listening to the whispers of the wind The infinite passion of ones desires Will separate man from his God Here is where all evil comes to pass And only the love of two, conquers this plague My bloodied feet leave a trail That the insects now devour And for many days the stones have cut But for today, there is no darkness The smell of dead leaves fill the air As the once warm sun Now disappears behind clouds of heaven Help me. I cannot see. I am blind to all that surrounds me But I will always know the truth Help me. I cannot see.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
