The Sweet Suffering - Anathema

As a shadow is cast overhead

I rejoice in the coming of the gloom

Lifting my eyes to view what to me is beauty

I decipher what is read in the cloud

The verse is shouting out and ringing in my ears

The claps of thunder scared?

No me I revere

In the enchantment of mother nature

Her caress it soothes and brings me joy

Kneeling in the rainfall

Wind’s whispers beckoning

Inhaling the sweet scent

Elation is overwhelming

The way is dim but somehow I find it

One by one the victims of life are dwindling

Me take me grief no more if death will save me

Take me save me show me salvation

Lead me a sacred path reinstate creation

Show me joy grief pride

And show me your envy

The way is dim but somehow I find it