looking through the eyes of logics how could I measure the world around me this world, itself a question an enigmatic
experience of dream Thelost language human tongues cannot speak The labirynth of images that no mind can scape to The divine fire no heart can burn like The fine art of true perception
(chorus) In this quest that will never end I find the answers in uncertainty And the walls between life and death Illusory, ruptured limits The truth hermetically closed
Imerse in the black seas of conscience Archetipecally traped In a mosaic of symbols and sentiment In the darknight of soul The answer seems too far When emotions domain and reality becomes a web of shadows Sadistically weavered by a master who teatches us with pain
(chorus II) Lost in the valleys of soul Drowned into an ocean of doubts As I seek with all my heart The key of wisdom wich gives the mind freedom
The unknown the only certain the concreteness Mere potential in the nexus of existence Between what can be or not
The truth hermetically closed
Imerse in the black seas of conscience Archetipecally traped In a mosaic of symbols and sentiment In the darknight of soul The answer seems too far When emotions domain and reality becomes a web of shadows Sadistically weavered by a master who teatches us with pain
(chorus II) Lost in the valleys of soul Drowned into an ocean of doubts As I seek with all my heart The key of wisdom wich gives the mind freedomTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
