- john petrucci



It was the mortal passion

The flame that lit the fire

The beauty of the starlight

Brought the cruelty of desire

A lover's link was broken

Another's vengeful plan

Was contrived through jealous hatred

For a cross of God and man

'i hope it will turn out so but I can't help

Being afraid

Perception is hindered by lust

To be sure of the choice you have made.'

'grant me this request, please

Just promise me your word

Attest to the mighty river

Let the truth be heard!'

She asked to see the power

His realm of life and love

His godly immortality

The thunder roared above

Her words were so quickly spoken

Lest he stop her from the deed

'i gave you my word, now my love

Your grim request I shall heed!'

Leaving his maiden

He rose to the sky

Returning in splendors

To earth he did fly

Subject to presence

Too brilliant to face

Another had killed passion's grace