The Secret Kingdom

Take these hooks from my flesh, Cast across the ring of fate By the fire in thine eyes. This Temple is reduced to ash. This Corss this thing of hate, Desire never dies. Burried deep beneath a shroud of sleep, Desire never dies. Lord have mercy. Thake

Should I follow my heart to the ends of the Earth, Would I find, in time, what a life of truth is worth? Embracing emptiness, Embracing loneliness, Forsaking the fortress in a quest for the Holy Grail. In shadows deep I fold my wings, And let my drea