Milk such blood
To fare thee lost from all but way
And awaken the sea I light
Our slumbers save the sleep
Wherefore we climb

As Atlas carves the veils
And altars spoil a right
What´s really real of dream
What´s really mine
Starlings brighten, phantoms pale
Underneath a storm
Others fail, others cool
Alarm upon alarm
By fear turn the needed
By fear turn the needed ones

Children´s hour
Stillborn ropes by which we hang
And aroused by the scene I lead
The numbers storm the breech to redress relief

So Atlas drive the nails

Altars sop the bleach
What´s really real of dream
As what´s damned to speak
Starlings brighten, phantoms pale
Underneath a storm
Others fail, others cool
Alarm upon alarm

However loved
You are
However loved
You are
You say you

To know this heart as I know yours
To know this heart as I know yours
To know this heart as I know yours
Say a heart is true

To know this heart as I know yours
To know this heart as I know yours
Say a heart is true