Candlemass

Abstract sun, you're the sanskrit in my book
Dominion, innocence and pride you took
As a god, i drink the beauty with my eyes
As a man, i do become what i despise
The first time i tried, i bled and i died
Out of the jar to this flamboyant star
Drawn like a moth, clutching because
The idol was there, i approached struck with fear
Locust sun, you're the apple and the pie
Appolyon, wrapped in ash and so am i
And i ask, do men cry or am i wrong?
Gone too far will i live to end this song?
Again now i crept, i saw and i wept
So near, still so far, i'm nothing at all
The last time was right, i gave you my life
The purpose i found and now i am gone
Into the abstract sun