In your dark sky 

You'll see what you always longed to see 

Trying not to be there again 

From all silence 

To the crying voices of the earth 

Trying to believe that you're glad 



Lifted from the earth realm 

You will find the place of joy 

Carried by a pair (of) weary hands 

Cloaked in silken dresses 

But yet bodies still not warm 

Laughing with a tear not a smile 



Crossing cities 

Ever crying children all around 

Yet they do not seem discontent 

Standing waiting 

For the gates to open up your eyes 

But you realise that you're blind 



prisoned  you shall be 

On lives quest 

With no end in sight 

Flying through the dark 

Mist of ever threatening clouds 

Substance robs me off 

Robs me of my wings 

On enchanting arms 

On your so enchanting arms 

Through the darkened skies 

Carry me away 

Try not to look back 

In my darkened skies I am now