Lyrics
a cornucopia of mystery
A cornucopia of memory, no way to lead you astray, you began to brood at night
So adamantine, and we still wanna go the extra mile
fills our hopeless vacancy
And damned how fate chose, can t break my will Edenbridge, on cobbled streets of artificial smile
In the face of reason it flies, you get a fire alight
Still it is life s melody, and angry clouds arose
in the face of reason it flies
You master your own way, i am ready for fray
Never bend before the wind, you can tilt at windmills
You began to brood at night, fills our hopeless vacancy, a cornucopia of memory
the line of vision broke
i am adamantine
And there isn t a line, it is adamantine Adamantine, i am ready for fray
and angry clouds arose
You master your own way, we still endeavor for the precious stone Adamantine, and there isn t a line
We only see what we want to see, the line of vision broke, the line of vision broke
on cobbled streets of artificial smile
and then some
Pass with flying colours, pass with flying colours
i am adamantine
Still it is life s melody, so much to embrace
I am ready for fray, you get a fire alight
You began to brood at night, i am adamantine Adamantine, you spoke beneath a whisper
can t break my will
Right when i awoke, and damned how fate chose
a cornucopia of flattery
Are like the dreams we create on and on cause life is a wide open space, you are taking it with pride
You can tilt at windmills, i am ready for fray Adamantine, fills our hopeless vacancy
Our workers of fate, you get a fire alight Adamantine, you can tilt at windmills
you spoke beneath a whisper
Our workers of fate, still it is life s melody, you began to brood at night
You get a fire alight, you began to brood at night, on cobbled streets of artificial smile
Still it is life s melody, you can tilt at windmills, and we still wanna go the extra mile
you can tilt at windmills
One more page in our diary, still it is life s melody, you spoke beneath a whisper
one more page in our diary
The line of vision broke, so adamantine
never bend before the wind
I am adamantine, right when i awoke, on cobbled streets of artificial smile
You began to brood at night, a cornucopia of flattery, you get a fire alight
And then some, pass with flying colours
Can t bar my way, for accolade until we are alone, you master your own way
We only see what we want to see, our workers of fate
fills our hopeless vacancy
Our workers of fate, the line of vision broke Edenbridge, still it is life s melody
and then some
One more page in our diary, you master your own way Adamantine, we still endeavor for the precious stone
You master your own way, i am ready for fray, and we still wanna go the extra mile
It is adamantine, you get a fire alight
Right when i awoke, i am adamantine
As the lights went slowly, so much to embrace, still it is life s melody