Текст песни The Gathering - In Sickness And Health
The Gathering - In Sickness And Health слова песни
The cruelty of this world persistsThe cold wind speaks for our lostWhispering words, weaving worldsHer time has come, alasA man of stone with opened eyesOne stepped out of a dreamWith a view held within his mindThe tears for his bride redeemWatching his world falling apartLike the dreams in a shallow sleepCountless are the nights they sharedThe mourning in his tearsBut morning still has brokenA light in his world of dawnAll beauty turned to rotHis flowers, all are goneClose the eyes of eternal loveBuries his face in his handsHer face looks so aliveIn the morning sunBut morning still has brokenA light in his world of dawnAll beauty turned to rotHis flowers, all are goneDreams are only but illusionsIllusions for one to seeIt`s the visual projection of our insideAnd as empty as the heart in me