Tiamat - Atlantis As A Lover

Soothe my skin My sweetness of soul Your dream I dreamed Dear wateringhole A bride divine In ruby eyed crown Deep underneath Your soft waterdown I breathe in the fumes Of oils unfathomed With glory and pride I confess myself doomed You won again Godly different kind My air has ceased To deepest peace of mind What it once ment Is lost in the end With profound words Of just beeing friends A timeglass you turned Of hours gettin