Nightfall

(альбом: Circle Of Dust - 1992)

"Where are we going?" "Into your imagination."
"Freeze! Don't move!"

Deep in the darkness without form and void
The hovering spirit of God
Man given life soon only to die
Fallen by deception

Dwell in the confines of mortality
Gripping the hand of despair
Children of dust blown by winds of distress
Into uncharted future stare

Again the night falls to darken our dawn
Silence, our lips seek refuge from harm again (from harm)
Children of trial, offspring of pain
Wounds of existence leave scars that remain (that remain)
Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky
For those who would choose to receive

Chains of oppression, shackles of fear
Forever broken for those who draw near
From storm to shelter, from darkness to light
Wings cast a shadow, a haven from falling night
"Where are we going?"

(Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky)
(Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky)
(Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky)
(Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky)
Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky
Scarred hand of healing waits stretched from the sky
From the sky, from the sky
Scarred hand of healing waiting, waiting from the sky
From the sky, from the sky, from the sky
Scarred hand of healing waiting, waiting from the sky
From the sky