Orphaned Land - The Beloved’s Cry (Bogotá - 09/06/2013)

My heart flies on her wings (My heart flies on her wings) Now I’m crying, the moon so red Tomorrow shall be yet another hell (Tomorrow shall be yet another hell) To the sun, (the) sky’s soul is fed Blows pass me down them, cannot feel (Blows pass me down them, cannot feel) Nothing except the shadow is real Why did she do it? Why did she die? How could she leave without saying goodbye? She’s proven my life be just a lie When sea waves crush they hit me hard But then I feel’em