Sweet Light, to you i cry..
without your guidance i shall be dead here on this cruel path
among the people i love with their left wings
who keeps on flapping bruising me inside
in the deepest circle of my core
Sweet Light, to you i pry..
release your arrow to me and wake me from this dream
through every nightmare within a nightmare
and let my soul see the shore of our home
in the deepest circle of my heart
Ave Lucia, te lucis ante terminum
take me to the Sanctum made of skulls and bones
and the wine of tears and blood
for my Heaven’s entombed before my eyes
with your companion, in the deepest circle of Hell
And to you after the light is done,
shall i be free in the end of the road?