Soaring over the black nights sea Dressed with white garments of light Eyes keen on the promise -so, I have returned- There is no real chance I'd ever run out of bombs And indeed I can behave as wished When I wish
Seen the lighthouse of the promise Promised to keep Yet the light is moving It is moving away from me But i am not even trying to catch it Eventually It will come to me
Not here to Harm Worship Break Submit unto You Here to love you Until-and over the end
There are forms of worms Trying to seize it all And they keep failing and falling 'cause the garden is sealed From there with ill- Will
As the crossing over happens Without smile or tears Leave every-thing behind
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