when the winter was over

she returned there to find him

and her memories filled her with light

she remembered the beauty

she remembered desires

and her memories filled her with light

i am the sun in the flame

cold from the flame turns away

and in these winds came a change

she awakes...

sister walk through these fields of delight

but I want you to know

desperation's the tenderest trap

so gently you go

what will it take

sister awake

when this beautiful cult of desire

has left you for dead

isolation will cradle the lies

of things left unsaid

what will it take

sister awake

and you'll look to the heavens above

and taste it's deceit

these temptations have blinded desires

to sleep at their feet

what will it take

sister awake

and you'll hear them call out your name

invoking the fates

chances are you've travelled too far

in stirring their hate

what will it take

sister awake

awake




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