OF THE LOST GRACE (1ST APRIL 1998) Lyrics

My tears are broken The last thought falls Among crimson trails Of separation… Four angels vanish A little beyond the border line (…I wanna die…) vestiges of sad feat (Glory of the Defeated) deciphered in the blind Faith …in the blind Faith! I’ve seen incarnations to withdraw Along the desolate heat (and I’ve never hated so much the death) the vault of heaven…broken the dream…lost there are no more… the dream…lost there are no more… Terms of defeat for my Lord! Terms of defeat for my Lord! Terms of defeat for my Lord! Terms of defeat for my Lord! One tragic recognition In the mirror shadow One – kneeling, defeated Glory and Perfection I ast days of a world That I cry out for Be silent, please Hold back the tears… So stay like that.. Dressed in an endless mourning Without words (and death in the heart) in the last farewell… … and all the day that God will send my throughts will try to reach you crowned by love, fondled by peace… Your memory in the love safety crowned by love, fondled by peace… Your memory in the love safety Last day of a world