I visioned one more better day
To chase the fever away
Before the sun was to move on

Dreams [bad word] 
Love left alone
Until the breaking of dawn
From Eden we have flown.

And [bad word] to realize each passing day
That we blindly threw our bliss away

How long must I fall before I can rise?
For I am a king in the sun ‒ here [bad word] #33;
How far must I walk to touch the sky?
But still [bad word] undone

I dead, am I alive
Show me the essence of life
Before I am to move on.
The single [bad word] I couldn't scorn
Arrogance made me forlorn
And still a king was born.

Walk with me through the storm
The chill dies away
And my message will bloom
I am king in the sun
I won't surrender in the presence of doom

For I have light
And no more gloom circles my soul
But [bad word] to realize this final day
That joy and hope at last [bad word] my way!

How long must I fall before I can rise?
For I am a king in the sun ‒ here [bad word] #33;
How far must I walk to touch the sky?
But still [bad word] undone