Primal Fear

Shadows in black
As the hour glass cracks
The candlelight's burning
As I realized
The world of tomorrow
The haunted yesterday
Spin the wheel of emotion
As I saw your face....
....For the first time, are we gone
Tomorrow
My final breath, your final tear
Shapes flying high
The taste of pure incense
I hold your shaking hands
Or will holy water heal
In the middle of a long dark lonely road
Will you spread your wings again
Can I cure your lost soul
Tonight and heaven cries
My silent Babylon