8 acessos
The fall, the fall, oh God the fall of man
The fruit is found in every eye and every hand
Nothing there is nothing yet in truest form
We walk like ghosts upon the earth
The ground it groans
How long, how long will you wait
How long, how long till you save us all, save us all
Turn your face to me
The light, the light
The morning light is gone
And all that's left is fragile breath in failing lungs
The night, the night
The guiding night has come
Uniting lover with his bride
More precious than the dawn
How long, how long must we wait
Turn your face to me