Desire

At the stake I had myself ignited

To illuminate neither day nor night

But my fear will never smother the flames

For one must suffer for his desire

The mad king violates my sincere land

Saturates my tireless dreams and nightmares

And the hymn has to be called at his command

For no one can sever the foregone

Desire

Desire

A mournful hymn of yearning

In the dark I was dazzled by the splendor

Of this false blackened sphere to call my own

In spite of all the battle I stumble

Down the same burdened path of despair

Desire

Desire

A mournful hymn of yearning