Music: P. Kim / P. Jansson January '94 - Poetry: P. Kim / J. Wranning January '94]

[Lead: P. Kim]

In the source of tranquillity
Where dreams became reality
I saw you cry
But I couldn't feel your pain
I stood alone in the rain

Your eyes begged for forgiveness
But you have ridden to many winds

Without grace the truth became twisted

You held the key to eternity
But you wanted too much
- my divinity
You've lost everything
- as night turns to day
I'll leave you alone on the golden shore
I saw the tears in your eyes
A burning passion in our paradise

Without grace the truth became twisted

But i couldn't feel your pain
My ship has arrived
My journey has begun

[Lead: M. Ek]

Without grace the truth became twisted

[Lead: P. Kim]

"The taste of your sweet skin
still on my lips"