Divided - Tiamat

The marriage has gone to my head

The wedding trumpets are dead

Replaced by a static noise

So loud that I can’t hear my own voice

Will those signs lead me out of here

Well, just take me somwhere

To the planes where angels sing

Trough the chime and the clattering

For what it’s worth the truth might hurt you

There is a little you can do When shadows fall I will desert you

Then that’s what you will do For what it’s worth the truth might hurt you

And with a tear of morning dew…

My temples born anew

Lead me inside

Lead me inside