Sent From The Heaven Lyrics

Every time I look at you I should not care

For what you want me to see

See my ancient

Vailed lands

I pretend to dim them

Every time I look at you why should I face

What you want me

To see

See my ancient

Vailed lands

I pretend to dim them

Sent from the heaven

Read by the devil here!

My intents never fade like prays of God

Vaunt of time

They measure loss

Don't pretend to know what I can see

Every night I dream of you I should respect

The fate of the moon

I see my ancient

Vailed lands

I pretend to dim them

Every week I think of you

I crease summer days In the late side of June

I see my ancient

Vailed lands

I pretend to dim them

Sent from the heaven

Read by the devil here

My intents never fade like prays of God

Vaunt of time

They measure loss

Don't pretend to know what I can see

Don't pretend to sense how I can live

Sent from the heaven

Read by the devil here

My intents never fade like prays of God

Vaunt of time

They measure loss