Woorden:
Obscura

What we?ve become We don?t longer know Angels with fragile wings We are all now We begin a journey When we are born To find the light Through the dark

another sleepless night the shadows are my lovers my dreams are gone your image fades and all the laughter has gone again the ghosts of the dawn dances

As you dance by beloved indolence You show your body with indifference Your eyes as in portrait are following me And I hear your silent thoughts Silent

Yet there is another Whose name is never pronounced Because he?s been exiled from both heaven and hell cursed being in every kingdom,spiritual or material

A new Era will begin When I will rise to my throne Dark Clouds in the sky Your eyes will never see the dawn With spells and witchcraft I?m chained below

In reverse mode Cause we are the fighters Just fighting for our rights Stand up, join us, modern crusaders alive We have the power We're not submissive

A Fond Kiss (Robert Burns poem / Live on Peel Acres 01-22-04) A fond kiss, and then we sever A farewell, and then forever Deep in heart-wrung tears

No sense, no style Said, "I loved you for a little while" When you cried, "No" High speed became go slow Come back this time Wishful thinking is gonna

Honey, I've been really struggling To think of you and I being friends I blow hot and cold, yeah, I'm like a yo-yo So I don't think I should see you again