If he could see the gleam in heaven
He could believe her once again
Hiding in the heart that's cold and blind
She would demand his pure devotion
Like a drifter in a storm
Searching for a place that's safe and warm
And she will be there once again
Before his plight
Embrace his soul
The treason set aflame
And as she steals his soul away
Before the war
For then, he'll be
A mere puppet in her game
When the feeling dies!
When the seeds are sown!
When she calls his name
When his fear of the godless will be from afar!
She will steal his soul!
All his joy will bleed
To concede for the heaven's lie
See the lighting strike through the rain
When the feeling dies!
He feels the demon control him
Tear his mind away again
Tortured by the lust
Inside in dream
When he see her face in the fire
Like a burning burial ground
Taken to where this hell is called home
And in the solitude of prayers
He feels the pain
A crushing blow
His savior never came
As if she held him in her arms
Falling blind
Betrayed by love
The loner bleeds the same
When the feeling dies!
When the seeds are sown!
When she calls his name
When his fear of the godless will be from afar!
She will steal his soul!
All his joy will bleed!
To concede for the heaven's lie
See the lighting strike through the rain!
When the feeling dies!
When the words have gone!
With the gall to blame
When his love for the helpless will be torn apart!
She will force his hand!
When the sick will bleed!
To control his faith to defy
In the frightening light though the pain!
When the healing dies!
(when the feeling dies)
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