The Veil - Rose Polenzani
When people come to recognize
Their hands are not their hands
Their wicked grins and childish laughs
Say I am a driven man
And and the veil is drawn across their faces
Darkness cries for the feast of the simple soul
Oh oh
When lovers climb on board the ship of fools
And sail out on the sea nobody sees
What happens on their long
Journey
Oh
And the veil is drawn across their love
Darkness cries out for imagined sorrow
Oh