Songtext von A Prayer (feat. Odile)

This night my sole appeal I have a claim to your zeit Foresaw this ideal How would it feel right Hold my verb for true Trust we’re both kin Saw myself through you Past both flesh and skin May this imprudent plea Reach all created spheres My finite self dares agree With the cyclic gears May this imprudent plea Reach all created spheres My finite self dares agree With the cyclic gears Formed to nature’s will I ought to venture still My core systoles Cause boundless diastoles My transmuted self Orbits divine spheres Shadows creating cells Suits my nature here May this imprudent plea Reach all created spheres My finite self dares agree With the cyclic gears May this imprudent plea Reach all created spheres My finite self dares agree With the cyclic gears