The color is never lost. The color is never lost.

On the dim and misty lakes Gloriously the morning breaks, And the eagle's on his cloud:-- On the dim and misty lakes Gloriously the morning breaks, And the eagle's on hi...

It is always tangled, Like threads, Against each other, It is always tangled, Like threads, Against each other,

If then you’re banished and you know it, And you really want to show it.... If then you’re banished and you know it, And you really want to show it....

Now my cadaver in the house- without wall. Now my cadaver in the house- without wall.

Is it hell or Satan's house the young one utters as her mother stab. Is it hell or Satan's house the young one utters as her mother stab.