The Dark Gift - Satyrian

We are like when they stand a cry

Down the rain

He asks death but you shall rise

Do this sky

I plunge in and flame

Suffer every shame and blame

What ear would hear me if I cried

What could I do to stand

Time the shimmery veil

To the black starts to run

I'm not drawn upon to be

The dark gift

Your heart that cannot lie

Your love is true you greedful soul

Won't no more

New life will come as your tears will dry

I plunge in and flame

Suffer every shame and blame

What ear would hear me if I cried

What could I do to stand

Time the shimmery veil

To the black starts to run

I'm not drawn upon to be

The dark gift

Time the shimmery veil

To the black starts to run

I'm not drawn upon to be

The dark gift

Time the shimmery veil

To the black starts to run

I'm not drawn upon to be

The dark gift