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