Mysterious Hours lyrics

Pay the evils in heaven That liberate in the world.. At these mysterious times Where all is poetry, my thoughts are yours At these times of magic; my thoughts are yours The shade is removed, Through burning dark clouds Give and take sight from the blind Cure my death by taking life Please give me that hope again I will learn to understand A shade swallows the light Giving sight to the mind, blinding A golden crown is now an epitaph Cure for death, killing... Pay the evils in heaven That liberate in the world And like this in your eyes You show the guilt from your tears At these mysterious times Where all is poetry, my thoughts are yours At these times of magic, my thoughts are yours The shade is removed Through burning dark clouds