Visions In the Strange Temple Lyrics

A wind blown out of clouds by night

Muffled drums desperately beat

As the highborn kinsman paces

With his beloved destined to the grave

Your footsteps now lost

Once led to this gracious temple

Predestined like all ghosts to disappear

Forever into the twilight shade

You look up

In hope and fear

And wait

For the unreal welcome miracle

As you unwind

The thread from a spool

I want the past to become the present

Until pain and sorrow are angels sent from god