Tiamat Lyrics

Album: Astral Sleep

Dead Boys Quire Lyrics

When all stars are slain by fiery skies

And every word upon your spiraling cross

Is but a misled sun, a bitter loss

Inject us out of here

All I asked for was a little love

But from my hands flew the maiden dove

While clouds like cotton snow-white sheep

Still calm beside their shepherd sleep

Inject us out of here