Thee, Stranded Horse
Misty Mist
Highways mine the Mountains of the Moon
Midnight is a sound singing Cupid's tune Only seeing is believing in the Temple of the Sun
Where silver swords dug a misty morning sun Now jump as sunlight skims the sky Downstairs radiation burns my eyes
Darkness is a sound of the morning sun And the misty mist despoils the morning fun Farewell lost love, Black-gloved Woman known To the Prince of Lies, as a metal stone The friend sees us smile, he smiles to the two In the misty mist encircles both me and you
From Letras Mania