As the mightiest oak

Your passion wings carry me

Thy roots devour the ground

As  earthquakes shakes the world

I rejoice in sacrilege

In thine soul I feel myself

In thee eye I see thy shrouded wings

As midnight goest to morning

You shine so bright so fierce

I daren't go below this shakened ground

With wine and blood in chalice I greet

Thy wings shrouded in mystery

As the greatest eagle

Your wings carry me far beyond

This mountains of silverclouds

Seek now my child to break through this veil

Love so pure, will so strong

Our passion on fire is lit

Through illusion I fell

Careless where it led me

I rejoice in silence

In a thousand words you tell me naught

In silence I awaits anything

Under your shrouded wings

As this night goes from midnight to morning.