Superstition creeps within They alter what we hold in our perception Our subconscious stores the clues To what is in our mind and what is real
No one knows the reason No one has the key To unlock the door of this mystery Will we ever find out? Will we ever see? What's behind the curtain of perplexity?
So many things in life we just can't explain There is so much that's still unclear If we dare to enter the forbidden zone We'd no longer feel the fear of the unknown
Images of the unseen Wander through our imagination It's all so strange, the wonder of it all Our hopes and fears, the rise and falls
This unseen power mystifies the hour Transforms the blue skies to red The howling moon is calling As the dead of night is falling These spirits dance upon our souls
Sometimes you can feel it You might not believe it; but things happen that we can't control Nothing has changed It's still the same Unanswered questions will remainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
