The Thief کے بول

I was born as a villain, dressed up as a saint But in the dark shadows we both look the same I saw my reflection inside traitor's gate And it said, that beauty is ruin The hand held aloft that carries the key One hundred pound will set me free But gold and silver belong to the thief And i'll wait to make my escape Summer clothed in winter's likeness is all but cavalier You take life from me I'll be fine now I won't shed a tear Beloved, beloved there's fire in your eyes Cause you took your gaze off the heavenly lights But i'll come and snatch you in the watches of night And you'll know that i am alive Summer clothed in winter's likeness is all but cavalier You take life from me I'll be fine now I won't shed a tear