[bad word]  [bad word] fireal_band

soul...I beg thee
 pray it shine...in my keep
 on my walls...thine colours
 to bless life...with flowers...
 in the care...of my stone-cold...
 stronghold... thus, behold:

 she fell in my arms...like a sunstar
 and to her grace...
 the face of my home, my heart I gave
 my Horizon
 my Temple
 my Jewel

 it seemed like...she was fair... and I...
 held above God...
 it is why... touched by...the cold time
 drew a line...between her and I...

 she fell in my arms...like a sunstar
 and to her grace...
 the face of my home, my heart I gave
 my Horizon
 my Temple

 she fell in my arms...like a sunstar
 and to her grace...
 the face of my home, my heart I gave
 my Horizon
 my Temple