Turkish Delight

Angels are lost in the sooted fog
 Of a million fallen dots on a disc of mud
 All the closets forgotten
 All the lakes are frozen
 Well if eternal winter, if eternal snow
 I'll have a turkish delight
 I've got the freeze, they offer me holy wine
 It gets me through the night
 The moon lingers on and shines down
 Upon the shroud that covers both the living and the dead
 Of a forgotten empire
 You better kneel, you better kneel down
 Before the lady shadowing the sun
 And if eternal winter, if eternal snow
 I'll have a turkish delight
 I've got the freeze, they offer me holy wine
 It gets me through the night
 Everybody's hungry for more and more and more
 And even though they know that
 Margaret's at the door
 And everybody thought they could make it on their own
 But I have seen them turn into stone
 Everybody thought they could make it on their own
 But I saw them turn into stone