I see circles of gold
Despite of my eyes
When darkness falls from above
Stay under me, my love
I see circles of gold
Fading to black
Until the heavens have died
Your bitter thorn in my side
Comes so coldly away
Where the light wouldn't go
Come only to drift
Downwards so
In the dying light
Is a dream beyond time
Born as impossible
As it is beautiful
Now the ghost in the mirror
Twists this way and that
Setting the thread to fray
In such a solitary way
And the Archangel sighs
Beating his blues
Still I am loathe to gather
All of his bones together
Comes so coldly away
Where the light wouldn't go
Come only to drift
Downwards slow
On the way to the gate
Walk a merciful mile
While lying in wait
A serpant calls
Here's where the bad and the wretched were born
Here's where the path was erased in the storm
Here's where the bad and the wretched were born
Here's where the path was erased in the storm
Here's where the bad and the wretched were born
Here's where the path was erased in the storm
Here's where the bad and the wretched were born
Here's where the path was erased in the storm
Here's where the bad and the wretched were born
Here's where the path was erased in the storm
Here's where the bad and the wretched were born
Here's where the path was erased in the storm
Comes so coldly away
Where the light wouldn't go
Come only to drift
Downwards slow
On the way to the gate
Walk a merciful mile
While lying in wait
A serpant calls
I see circles of gold
Burned from the sun
When shadows fall from above
Stay close to me my love
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