When the winter was over she returned there to find him and her memories filled her with light
She remembered the beauty she remembered desires and her memories filled her with light
I am the sun in the flame cold from the flame turns away and in these winds came a change she awakes...
sister walk through these fields of delight but I want you to know desperation's the tenderest trap so gently you go what will it take sister awake
when this beautiful cult of desire has left you for dead isolation will cradle the lies of things left unsaid what will it take sister awake
and you'll look to the heavens above and taste its deceit these temptations have blinded desires to sleep at their feet what will it take sister awake
and you'll hear them call out your name invoking the fates chances are you've travelled too far in stirring their hate what will it take sister awake awake