The Cliff (part 2)

There was then a cliff, and its eternal emptiness
My wings where broken, but my desire was higher.
In my hand, I had the power, blood and glue.
Was looking for the mend, so far away from you
My heart was beating and my soul about to blown apart
The only way I could ever catch you it’s out of here
There, where the words are nothing, just me and my art.
And there was then; no brothers or sisters.

There was a breeze laughing in the cliff
There was no time to think, one shot to make as if;
As if, this were the last of my days
Forsaken I was, from the warmth of your embrace
And the time hast come to me
Finally for the healing of my pain, sweet maiden
Here I am standing, I’ve come to thee
For the loving memory of eve and adan
We will be one again; seize my spirit, threw down for you