Texty: Wuthering Heights. Dancer In The Light.

Black waves like thunderous towers in over me fall
Dark pools open to swallow all
Greedy claws of decadence grasp at every limb
A mirror of marred, grinning faces

In the eye of this storm of staring eyes I stand
Lightning rips both sky and land
Demonic choirs of disharmony
Screaming their false lamentation
And I know I cannot escape
This darkness that's trying to fill me
For even though I close my eyes

I see fire, I hear thunder roll
I see them carry off the fallen
The mirror cracks, the horizon's falling
When from afar a clear voice is calling

At the stroke of the harp
A road of light opens before me
Down a golden stream with flames in her hands
With a song she crushes my wanhope
And she dances, dances

Dancer in the light
Won't you guide me through the darkness
Won't you blind my eyes that I can't see the edge
Dancer in the light
Won't you dance for me

At the stroke of the harp
A road of light opens before me
Down a golden stream with flames in her hands

With a song she crushes my wanhope
And she dances, dances

Dancer in the light
Won't you guide me through the darkness
Won't you blind my eyes that I can't see the edge
Dancer in the light
Won't you dance for me
Dancer in the light
Won't you guide me through the darkness
Won't you blind my eyes that I can't see the edge
Dancer in the light
Won't you dance for me

Dancer, you're but a fantasy
Temporary existance
And I wonder if ever again
I can gather my powers to cal you
Or only wrap myself in darkness
And fly away, fly away

Dancer in the light
Won't you guide me through the darkness
Won't you blind my eyes that I can't see the edge
Dancer in the light
Won't you dance for me