This fear is only the beginning
All for the loving hand
Yes I smile and I agree

It is a good night to shiver
A good tongue might make it right
All Ive said above a whisper


There is a sorrow to be desired
To be sorrows desire


What they say is true
It is a dirty blue

This color around you
Your curled up warm
In your own little corner of Sodom

Did you agree to believe
This fall has no bottom


There is a sorrow to be desired
To be sorrows desire


All we move by the book of numbers
I'm held together by string
Ii hear not the voices of others

The bells of Leuven ring
Fear not the faces of brothers
Ive come apart it seems


I see not the faces are covered
Im in your amber ring

Your amber ring...