Temple of Everlasting Light
Alonza George Bevan, Crispian Mills
Will I ever see the pleasure that will never end
Hidden in the misty forest that desire send
Mesmerised like fireflys falling through a flame
If I wait I'll be too late to holler out your name
If I wait another day to travel to the east
Time may prey on me, dance upon me with it's feet
Hidden in the temple they are building to the sun
Hidden in the forest, hidden figure with a gun
I have waited to be here
Now I feel you, feel you near - take me home