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Candlemass The Edge Of Heaven
A shapeless form A mindless soul Senseless with no control Eyes so closed A heart that sleeps A memory, a thought that is gone I am born Still I'm no more A dying illusion In the dream I am fading "Oh Lord! This must be heaven" tears in my eyes A sweet dream bathing in sunlight never to end Shapes of angels visions of grace Promised love and delight Let me be, let me be At the edge of Heaven There at the edge of heaven where darkness begins Twilight was calling my name A cry in the night I felt a chill in my heart come to me Somebody danced on my grave Let me be, let me be A faceless shadow A blinded fool Lost in the twilight zone Dream or madness Heaven or hell A riddle a key to the spell I am born Still I'm no more A dying illusion In the dream I am fading
