Purgatorio

There's an angel in the corner with a crown of thorns
There's a river in the picture with a fisherman

Clear dawn on the river
Inside my mind

Awakening : that's my face
Another view : that's my sin

(part 2 - harbour of sinners)

The guilt is buried in an endless sea...
...painted on the face of an angel
The killer of my conscience has left tonight
...now i'm loving like an angel

From a misty morning of my life
I hear a different sound
The song of my first pain

The hurt side of the moon was
A garden with no sun

Now the light is burning my eyes
The path has just begun

I'm trying
I'm screaming
In a rising enchant

I'm crying
I'm bleeding
In a earthly enchant

Let's play the song of my first pain...
Open the window today
The ascent has just begun

From a misty morning of my life
I hear a different sound
The song of my first pain

Don't sing the evening's hymn
When they're shoting your sons

I need to understand
But the path has just begun

I'm trying
I'm screaming
In a rising enchant

I'm crying
I'm bleeding
In a earthly enchant

A high tower i have to climb , everyday
Loneliness is the conquest of my times
Harbour of sinners

Now i believe
That i can stare at the void
...and my freedom
The colours of this dawn are confused
...with my shadow

Now i believe
That i can hear your prayers
...of salvation
A morbid choir as delirious
...symphony

Now i believe
That i can smell the incense
...of your shelters
But the air of this dawn smells of
...a new season

From another view...

I see your mortal face
In the afterglow
Faded in the first days
Of a common year
As a wizard you can help me
When i turn the page
Now it's time for my prayer
Written with my tears

(part 3 - the detaching march)

Sailin' away - sailin' away
Sailin' away - sailin' away

(part 4 - tears of dew)

There was an angel in the corner with a crown of thorns
The fisherman smiled waving goodbye to me

It's a long way of the river
Towards the sea

Tears of dew
Are slippin' on the roofs,
On the silent gods,
Silence everywhere

I'm the helsman
I am the ship boy
Who is gazing
At the red sky...

When the morning dies