Symphony X

In the cold misty morning
gleaming rays awake the dawn
Here I stand - a stranger in this land
does your conscience betray you?
falling from grace -
feel the sun on my face
does desire still hold true?
Mystified by her beauty -
does the hunter pity his prey?
Under starless skies all
Love must die and fade away
Take my hand - divine or damned
Make a stand, seize the day
Yours or mine, damned of divine
Draw the line, come what may...
Looking down from ethereal skies
Silent crystalline tears I cry
For all must say their last goodbye -
to Paradise
My yearning is silenced by angelic skin of white
Love conquers all for heaven's fall
this faithful night.
Yours or mine - damned of divine
Draw the line - serpentine...