Past the point of no return, no backward glances
The games we played 'til now are at an end
Past all thought of 'If' or 'When', no use resisting
Abandon thought and let the dream descend ♬
What raging fire shall flood the soul?
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies before us?

Too long you've wandered in winter,
far from my fathering gaze
– Wildly my mind beats against you...
You resist... ♫
but (your) soul obeys!