I've been waiting
To hear from you...
I sit in my room thinking about you
wondering if your thinking about me...
A cat walks out on velvet feet, an owl wings like...
A moonbeam slants through sleeping streets, mist...
A resurrection is occuring
Of my eternal faith in hate...
These tears wont stop
that are streaming down her face...
The boy rides further to the stream
from the hillside the water seems clean...
There is nothing for you to look at here,
Nothing for you to see...
Fingers of mist come through the darkness
cold hands seek to steal hope...
Surrounded by magic
With things we can't explain...
Are the demons dead?
Noway people say...
Lethe is one of the rivers that separate Hades...
Acheron - the river of woe...
In the lightened morning wood,
Stand the soldiers grand...