I take those poor souls, I guide them all,
Call it my destiny, may be a duty call,
I can't leave them miserable, and watch them in pain while I stand tall,
Some died naturally, while some took a fall...
You can only see me in your last moment,
I come to free you from your torment,
Grab my hand, kiss my lips,
And we'll fly together to a place without any laws or format...
I heard many, I understand really,
Some pleaded for more time, some accepted the Emmy,
My work is to assist you in your journey,
And hear to your joys and sorrows, if any...
Kiss my lips, grab my hand,
I'll take you to your fairy land..
Some were small, a few were old,
Some took risks while searching for the gold,
I've heard their stories, I've been told,
How they have to leave behind, what's dear they once hold..
I'm not here to inflict the punishment or give you any reward,
I'm here to arrange your meeting with the god,
Tell me your harmony, while I play the chord,
Prepare your questions, which you gonna ask to the lord...
Kiss my lips, grab my hand,
I'll take you to your fairy land..
What you call goodness in your world, we call it a light,
What you count as evil, perceive it as darkness, we might..
Kiss my lips, grab my hand,
I'll take you to your fairy land..
