Prophecy
Mirage of you as I sleep deeps in my dream's eve ignited
as mist over this temple which by your form I wish to be confinded
dripping hopeful tears of turmoiled life we have passed
maiden of mine tearing away surreded solitude from the inside
Catathonic flies, melancholic reacts, narsisitic extracts
nulllified blasphemy of you and I, still at the end we will thrive
infidelity towards the gift of the day in which we shall die
have come to realize that following the age of grace we'll survive
Crave of love
prone to explode
by faith is strong
by ignorance will fall
Sunset of many ages I behold upon your eyes
prophecy of our youth that'll keep our bond alive
looking up to the future and not growing cold
in which we will sail away and forever be inlove
