Shadow Of The Hierophant - Steve Hackett

Veiling the nightshade bride stalks a flower revealed

Nearing the hour make haste to their threshold concealed

Lost in thought in search of vision

As the moon eclipsed the sun

Casting the same steps glimpsing his own fate to come

Melt in the dream void from which he never can run

Lost in thought in search of vision

As the moon eclipsed the sun

Tears fill the fountains failing their promise to heal

Rippling the waters mirror an ended ideal

Deep in thought but robbed of vision

As the moon eclipsed the sun