Dorothea

I keep me in the dark
I will hold back the knife
There are say a be
Your everlasting lied
Stand upon your hands
Whispers from the dark
Blood minding the kin
The fire from my heart

This is what have become
This is what I am
Child of love and grace
Building castles in the sand
This is what have become
This is what I am
Child of love and grace
Now my family cyst stand

A symbolar on tear
Object to desire
Tears at burn my face
Do shatter dreams conspire
They wish a cry
In this nightmare in pain
Noting in the fire
The lonely one again

This is what have become
This is what I am
Child of love and grace
Building castles in the sand
This is what have become
This is what I am
Child of love and grace
Now my family cyst stand

As a come to the fait
Come to reality
Empty and gone
As fait pass me by
Gain nossant
I did not comprehend

This is what have become
This is what I am
Child of love and grace
Building castles in the sand
This is what have become
This is what I am
Child of love and grace
Now my family cyst stand

Don't fail
This is what I am
Don't fail
Everything's gonna all be all right