the whole truth Waiting for that moment again in this misplaced childhood Ready to faint she will accept it, clutching at the tears in her mind In The Failing Hour
saintly child cloud his duties to Blessing and the Book. One hour remained in the wait for Restoration. Eriel's hopes were soaring. Surely Shadowcast would fail
tail. Then he let her loose at the castle gates, She didn't fail to find her way, She went back to her own colt foal, Three long hours before the day
I'm not insane That's how it seems though Spiteful, cruel but wise beyond his age My body fails My soul will (rise) The end of life's immortalized Disease
on the shore In every moment there is one more failing hour to come Grey light, in the silhouettes of dawning The weak are gathered here for mourning
up, turn it up, can you feel the fire burning. Turn it up, turn it up, do you feel my heart (it's beating!) Turn it up, turn it up, can you feel desire mourning
