The Tempest

I see them flying around the world together
Like candles dancing in the dark
Right there where the spirits gather
Wise man's feet touch the sand

His words are the wind and rain
Although we run away from them
My mind is so confused and twisted
But ecstasy thrill to the bones

On the edge beteween good and evil
I've felt to the lust charm
I don't feel quite strange no more
And I can't find my silver cord

I'm trapped in my own desires
Enslaved in mental flood
So fly away with the cadles burning
Reach the point of no return