My soul badly suffers intense pain
Heavy with fleshy chains
Burning dead in the fires of hell
For the mortal sin
Committed once in the Garden
Of joy in the twilight of life,
Under the bower of intimacy
Fostered for no reason
Between love and sympathy.
The soiled body fallen from grace
......
They say to shoot for the moon,
That the stars are in our grasp,
But they don't know we can't reach that far,
Because the sky is made of glass.
If we reach too high, dream too far,
It will all come down with a crash
Our aspirations will shatter into shards
Because the sky is made of glass.
She is succor sweet
Resolved
Dissolved
In the water of my life
She is pure water
Chosen
Frozen
As Love in my heart
......
My soul badly suffers intense pain
Heavy with fleshy chains
Burning dead in the fires of hell
For the mortal sin
Committed once in the Garden
Of joy in the twilight of life,
Under the bower of intimacy
Fostered for no reason
Between love and sympathy.
The soiled body fallen from grace
......
She is succor sweet
Resolved
Dissolved
In the water of my life
She is pure water
Chosen
Frozen
As Love in my heart
......
They say to shoot for the moon,
That the stars are in our grasp,
But they don't know we can't reach that far,
Because the sky is made of glass.
If we reach too high, dream too far,
It will all come down with a crash
Our aspirations will shatter into shards
Because the sky is made of glass.