Lords Of The Lost

Lords of the lost we are
Both of us
You flew high, though I’ve made it higher
Year by year
Singing my own songs for your name
Sweetly dwelling in them

Lost we both are in the storm
In this turmoil of never sleeping world
It lives for its own

Higher and higher
I’ve made my flight
Higher and higher
I flew through the night
To see the flame of desire
You caressed forever within your heart

Lords of the lost
Damned or cursed
Or saints we were there?
Who knows…
Left no memory, no name
But the songs remain forever
In those who knew and saw
The world in its perfect glow

Better days are about to come
You will rise again and return to me
I sense it in midnight silent song
My dear, come back home
I’m still waiting here