Texty:
Dark At Dawn Across The Oceans Of Time

the gloaming waits for dawn The only rose that can bloom in the dark At first beam I could live again Not just shadows could touch Be as close as the dark

heart After the gloaming waits for dawn The only rose that can bloom in the dark At first beam I could live again Not just shadows could touch Be as close as the dark

the windows of the far side Across the dark sky, then over the ocean tides, the unidentified Flying, object, hovers the projects, scenery, gothic Sky can pass with darkness

that I must go to fight for England's king I neither know his friend or foe and war's a cruel thing The nightingale is near at hand, my time at home

in time that baby was born The sun did now rise on a new Crimson dawn And the creature just bided its time undiscovered So safe in the cradling arms of

calling, and I'm falling into time's adamant stream Called your name into the night but you're gone Still a flame might arise from the embers at dawn

cannot win Across the ocean of clouds we arise like a storm of everflowing tears Preludium of the forsaken, the tragical horizon of peace Oh crimson beauty - dark

windows of the far side across the dark sky, then over the ocean tides, the unidentified flying, object, hovers the projects, scenery, gothic sky can pass with darkness