Myrk

In Silence

Myrk


A silent man wonders 
and watches thy beauty 
drawn from the depths 
of his heart 
he wonders of his feelings 
like the first time he felt 
in a hope of forevermore 
shall he speak he wonders 
of a twisted words he heard 
and of his feelings 
that are burning his heart 
in silence...sentenced in silence 

A vision seen through his eyes 
thy divine beauty that burns 
the highest flames of the sun 
domaining this world forevermore 
The calling from his heart 
he hesitates his feelings to thee 
shall he speak he wonders 
of a twisted words he heard 
and of his feelings 
that are burning his heart 
in silence...sentenced in silence 

From the first time they met 
in his heart he felt 
that to thy beauty his soul 
was spellbound and never to be free 
to run with thee his mind will be 
like the river that never ends 
and the nocturnal wind 
roams his soul in a 
search for a paradise lost. 
As the silent man wanders 
and watches thy beauty 
from the depths of his heart 
he still wonders of his feelings 
like the first time he felt 
in a hope of forevermore 
shall he speak he wonders... 
And of his feelings 
that are burning his heart 
in silence...sentenced in silence