Still all feels So close Light around us, glances Scent of the cinnamon We so far from now Every look of gold The warmth Broiling in streams of lechery All the world extincts, fades as time Pain of desire And this night (We coalesced with us) Was to be our life (Before dying in you) And tomorrow I lie at the end Of the quiet alley of our time And I flow back to my Theophany ♪ And tomorrow I lie at the end Of the quiet alley of our time Still all feels So close Light around us, glances Scent of the cinnamon We so far from now Theophany Theophany Theophany Theophany