I see my lovelight coming after me. It lights the darkness so I can see. Like a river of fire, or a lake of gold, heats my desire when I get cold.
Oh, cut the cord of love´s reward.
The seven sisters and the seven sons at the gates of heaven when day is done, but the seven sisters all have sinned and old Saint Peter won´t let them in.
Come drink the cup that fills me up.
Up is down. Squares are round. A straight line always bends. Wrong is right and black is white. Beginnings are all ends.
Like a wall of fire and a sea of blood, I´ll climb the mountain and escape the flood. I see my lovelight coming after me.
It breaks the dark night so I can see.
When lies are torn, we hear the horn beyond the pale of love´s prevail.