[Instrumental]

Fame, you'd give an eye for life in sin,
Pain, like a dawn
There's no disguise where light is born
To show the way,

Nothing could make me grand again
I am second for all eternity,
Make me wise and brave
To spend them well, my hours late.

Shame, repellant dark and primal need,
Want some pain
These bloody wounds that never bleed,

Shamed, never meant to disappoint you,
Never meant to fall so deep
But light alone from morning star
Will hush your soul to sleep

Nothing could make me grand again
Under whatever name I am,
Make me long for faith
For love like yours in hours late

Talk, release the strain,
Talk, let's talk about you for a change
I'm getting so sleepy speaking my own mind

Sane, you know is all or nothing now, sane
And nothing could make me grand again
Not in whatever way may you
Make me strong enough
In love and faith the hours late

May the mark you make
Be someone above you
And gain
In wonderful ways
Plain and clean
Clean as nothing you have made
As the starlight starts to fade
Be someone

Fight with symphatizing mother love
Be strewn with hope
Your way
And whatever may
The story ain't over
Whatever they say
Be set for disclosure
A nouveaux design
Another today
For everyone

What's a ceremony
Loud and firm "I may"
To change in our own hearts
Want to flow
Remain
Silent feather moves
This crazy worlds of ours
Is after all of us
Frail the road we make

Not for heaven's sake
But something above you
No vain unprosperous ways
Sail on by
If dependent on your will
Rest assured you're pending still
You believe you getting on
Just too weak admit you're wrong
In this season of the self
You're product on a shelf
You're no-one

Hope for harmony
In this fickle maze
For change in our own hearts
Holy water rain
Make those feather moves
This burden is too much
For either one of us
Frail the road we make

What's a ceremony
Loud and firm "I may"
To change in our own hearts
Want to flow
Remain
Silent feather moves
This crazy worlds of ours
Is after all of us
Strive for harmony
In this fickle maze
For change in our own hearts
Holy water rain
Make those feather moves
This burden is too much
For either one of us
Frail the road we make
Who are you