Divine
Magistry
Just let me be your Sun, and the pouring rain
I want to feel the sand and see the beauty of my promised land
I had so many chances to go back to heaven
I threw them all away, making myself unclean
Just like an angel, I will become divine
My own pleasure, I will cross the line
Just like an angel, I will become divine
My own pleasure, I will cross the line
I want to taste what is, and what never was
Let me see your Sun
And let me be under your stars
Just like an angel, I will become divine
My own pleasure, I will cross the line
Just like an angel, I will become divine
My own pleasure, I will cross the line
I want to taste what is, and what never was
Let me be your Sun
And let me be under your stars
Just like an angel, I will become divine
My own pleasure, I will cross the line
Just like an angel, I will become divine
My own pleasure, I will cross the line