In Power We Entrust The Love Advocated de The Gathering

Sail on silver wings
Trough this storm
What fortune love may bring
Back to my arms again
The love of a former golden age
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take
For now that wheels are turning
I find my faith deserting me...

This night is filled whit cries of
Dispossesed children in search of paradise
A sign of unresolve that
Envisioned, drives the pinwheel on-and-on
I am disabled by fears concerning which course to take
When memory bears witness to
The innocence, consumed in dying rage!

The way lies trought our love:
There can be no other means to the end,
Or keys to my heart
You will never find.
You will never find!