Lyrics

Wait till the dawning of Osiris See the world as it was new There is a mist upon the meadow And the stirring souls are few She hears the starlings cry at daybreak And the tolling of the bells She shivers in the chill of the morning air Drawing water from her well With tears like diamonds upon her haggard face Hear the owls cry at midnight And the towers tolling bells There is a fog upon the forest Where she's been she'll never tell With tears like diamonds upon her haggard face With tears like diamonds upon her haggard face With tears like diamonds upon her haggard face With tears like diamonds upon her haggard face With tears like diamonds With tears like diamonds upon her haggard face With tears like diamonds