The light hits my eyes
In the first of the morning
I take in this spectrum of wonder
How unlovely things can be balanced
Yet shadow me with despair
But it washes away, when You
Come in
I see just how beautiful You are (When you)
Come in
The night seems to disappear in You
I study the surface
Of this visage You've given
It speaks nothing of the things hidden
Buried underneath what needs improving
Lies an outcast unworthy of youching
Artist: Hammerfall
Artist: Cyrus Deshield
Artist: Sondre Lerche