"It Forged A Thousand Images, The Tides Love Confessed
The Quill Of Time That Scribed These Lines Is Softly Laid To Rest"

Tortured souls in the night cast in endless roles playing endless scenes
The light gleams in their eyes, incandescent beams of hope
Love controls every line, every curve and seam, every scripted theme
The blind leading the blind, the condemned in streets of gold

Kites lost on the wind feel the dark closing in, candlelight burning slowly down

Rain falling down like a heartbeat, pounds on the windowpane
Slaves, as we dance in the dark, rebound and begin again
Too scared, impaired, on battlegrounds that lead us to despair
Maimed, as we're bound in the backstreets, drowned as the winter came
Shamed, to the sound of the harpies, hounds and the hurricane
We dare to share, but love just won't release us from its lair
God knows it's time

Cameras roll and rewind but the silver screens just reflect our screams
The knife, cold and precise cutting each of us from birth
Love is bold, never wise it's a desperate dream as we drift downstream
A life feeding the lie, it's the greatest show on earth

Those crossed by a sin, torn apart from within are bereft in the here and now

Rain falling down like a heartbeat, pounds on the windowpane
Slaves, as we dance in the dark, rebound and begin again
Too scared, impaired, on battlegrounds that lead us to despair
Maimed, as we're bound in the backstreets, drowned as the winter came
Shamed, to the sound of the harpies, hounds and the hurricane
We dare to share, but love just won't release us from its lair
God knows it's time