The Thief
Courrier
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