My Sun - Amorphis

Slowly turns the key of time

In the lock of promises broken

In mute silence of my space

I crouch under my yearning

Under my yearning

The works of my gods receding now

Evade my grasping hands

Her hair I would long to adorn

With glowing stars

Her brow with shining sun

In silver I would trace

The moonshine of her grace

The shining one

Perfection of the skies I knew

And memories of my deeds

Fade away beyond my reach

And change to lonely nights

Her hair I would long to adorn

With glowing stars

Her brow with shining sun

In silver I would trace

The moonshine of her grace

The shining one

The shining one

Her hair I would long to adorn (But ever so slowly)

With glowing stars (Turns the key of time)

Her brow with shining sun

In silver I would trace (In a rusty lock)

The moonshine of her grace (Of broken promises)

The shining one