Torn Asunder by Nocturna Lyrics

A mighty king sits on a throne
Arched and bent down for the eyes to see
A Man of Wisdom , writing his thoughts in vain
While besides him lies the beauty within

So the king bows down for his blessing and speaks :
" I am honored by thee , woman of my soul
For whom a man's pride spreads the love
And that pride is nothing but this heart in me "

"Take my belongings , deplete me
The sight of my land lies at your feet
For all what matters is at hand
That i am sometimes too short to reach'


"Could you tell me .. would you have sought
Or foresaw that miserable act
The one you forged with your bare hands And wore upon your chest
That failed bravery , in which you trusted your manners ?"

" If I was to trust each man's biding
I'd be but the man slave to the word
My soul collides with Venus
There will be no one stepping in the fondness we built "

So for us to speak
But you stabbed my face
With this poisonous trust
I long for the treasures of nights and dreams
Yet i still know i had them killed

That vague sour cold heart of yours
Had dragged me to the knees of one man's guilt
Now restless the king sits on his throne
Arched and bent down for their eyes to see