Paradise where have you gone
I long so to see your shore
I have to wait it makes my eyes sore
Sinking more all the time
Blessed by your request on high
I was lied to
Wrought by learning less from outside
I had a right to bruise
Baited and wily the moon it always opens up for me
I'm lost in this mirror of sorts
a warrior without words.
Growing cold
I've traded wine for Elysium
I've traded souls stone to gray
I'm half-aware with my mind closed
thinking more all the time
Blessed by my new quest on high
I was lied to
Taught by the Prophets from our skies
I fell in to truth
Baited and wily oh Luna can't you open up for me
I'm lost in this mirror of sorts a warrior without war
growing cold
Baited and wily
oh luna can't you shine the way for me
I'm lost in this mirror of souls a warrior without war
I am aching so wildly
oh luna can't you shine the way
for me I am lost in this mirror of souls I'm without words.
Going home
Paradise where have you gone
I long so, to see your shore.
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