Mistery Trough Tears

Softly the torture shines above
deep and secretly she conspires
shining star return to hold on
the dream that we've made as one

A sin with shape alive spins
trough the sacrament of reality
where do we go from this sea?
struggling for one reason to go

Salvation broken as the mistery
in the end of the hole of dreams
shame is droping her lies alone
in a despair ride lost in time

Ashamed by an empty pain felt
in lost hearts that never end
thrill is fast and runs freely
to find her way trough the tears

By: DarkCapricorn