| Prism Of Life |
| (Le Roi Est Mort, Vive Le Roi, 1996) |
|
I
am hunted by the future
Will the future be my past? Or is time a fade out picture Of my everlasting cast? Love is phasing Love is moving To the rhythm of your sight I get closer To the crossing point of light Sanctus, Sanctus Dominus Deus Sabaoth Pleni sunt caeli et terra gloria tua Hosanna in excelsis Benedictus Let us try to live our lost illusions They're the sun at night If we don't we'll never taste The spice of life And when it seems that we're in a dead end street There's no reason to cry Cause we have a helping hand who's always aside Forever light Sanctus, Sanctus Dominus Deus Sabaoth Pleni sunt caeli et terra gloria tua Hosanna in excelsis Benedictus |