Imago Mortis

Searching For A Touch Of Divinity
This night I feel that something going on Wide open arms, my feeling is much too strong Like a child I'm lost and distant, running around My weary eyes will find a compass of my dreams look at yourself Beyond the reflection of your eyes Face the immensity of the abyss Where the will can't reach the soul I call the challenge of echoes from my being But I stumble on the things that made me cry Happiness in fragments is all I ever had And the memories are getting out of sight From Letras Mania