Laying in the clovered garden. Facing the Creator's heavens. Inquiring the morning's heavy sky. Oh how long must we, suffer in the wasteland? Oh that we might be, captured by the remand, of our dreams. Sighing to the Heavens, Dying to be let in. (instrumental interlude) Your peace it circumvents my soul, Crying for your mercy from my sin. Issuing a fate of reason. Veiling of these steady seasons. Training for the earth to pass us by. Oh how long must we, suffer in the wasteland? Oh that we might be, captured by the remand, of our dreams. Sighing to the Heavens, Dying to be let in. Your peace it circumvents my soul, Crying for your mercy from my sin. Oh how long must we, suffer in the wasteland? Oh that we might be, captured by the remand, of our dreams. Wading through the depths of Hades. Unattended, few to maim me. Devouring the loose ends of thier lies. Ricochet around the atlas. Discovering, my royal palace. Parting from delusions of disguise. Oh how long must we, suffer in the wasteland? Oh that we might be, captured by the remand, of our dreams. Sighing to the Heavens, Dying to be let in. Your peace it circumvents my soul, Crying for your mercy from my sin.
