The darkest hour's approaching

Stilled by the silent stars

Time is slowly passing by

Sun has left the sky

Where is the power in hoping

Blinding confusion reigns

On the night of a second day

The night before the day



All hope for love is laid to rest

All cold and tombed in stone

While scattered frineds and fallen angels

Lie awake alone



Glad morning

When love is recovered

Glad morning

And sorrow forgotten



The door once closed and guarded

Lets chadows cast a spell

While an evil's finest hour

A surrendering of power

Now find a light still burning

An open window glows

Even framed on dark despair

Like a bride in waiting



The soul in searching finds its place

And foolish questions raise

All disappear without a trace

When immovable stones are rolled away



Glad morning

When love is recovered

Glad morning

And sorrow forgotten



The soul in searching finds its place

And foolish questions raise

All disappear without a trace

When immovable stones are rolled away



Glad morning

When love is recovered

Glad morning

And sorrow forgotten



Glad morning

When love is recovered

Glad morning

Glad morning

And sorrow forgotten

Glad morning

Glad morning

Glad morning

Glad morning