Tiamat

The marriage has gone to my head
The wedding trumpets are dead
Replaced by a static noise
So loud that I can't hear my own voice
Will those signs lead me out of here
Well, just take me somwhere
To the planes where angels sing
Trough the chime and the clattering
For what it's worth the truth might hurt you
There is a little you can do
When shadows fall I will desert you
Then that's what you will do
For what it's worth the truth might hurt you
And with a tear of morning dew...
My temples born anew
Lead me inside
Lead me inside