Kyirie کے بول

Kyrie Eleison, kyrie eleison, kyrie the wind blows hard against the mountain side across the sea into my soul it reaches into where i cannot hide setting my feet upon the road my heart is old it holds my memories my body burns a gemlike flame somewhere between the soul and soft machine is where i find myself again kyrie eleison down the road that i must travel kyrie eleison through the darkness of the night kyrie eleison where im going will you follow kyrie eleison on a highway in the light when i was young i thought of growing old of what my life would mean to me would i have followed down my chosen road, or only wished what i could be kyrie eleison down the road that i must travel kyrie eleison through the darkness of the night kyrie eleison where im going will you follow kyrie eleison on a highway in the light