Aphelia When the curse that i conjured up Has begun It will hurt, i've omitted to Try to ban And if solely some hurts try to Guide me on I will bear and don't change the course Till it's gone And sorry, father A helpless son Want to yearn, want to run And sorry, mother I carry on To the back of beyond And so we cover Up the sun Want to be where it begun So we don't bother Who comes along ... What we miss on the run In a world where we live in pride A quiet shout Where it hurts, we've omitted to Cry it out And my soul just keeps clinging on To my mind I can't bear this course leading from Time to time It seems so far... Aphelia...