Striding inside the whirling mind All creation nestle under the soil Awaken and risen up Senseless euphoria pervades the heart
In the stillness of sound lies an icy wind I am ready to follow the stream To the firth and forth And mingle with the ashes
When details slowly turns to dissonance I perceive a sense of loss within When the taste of renewed life Turns the day into delight Do I acknowledge the unease Of being lone among the stars Or dost the time to deceive Endure Forever?
Must the morning always return? Overhear the scents of shades Everlasting tidal flow Pushes me off as the sky burns atone
The vault of heaven withdraws And wears a mask of dismal semblance In the garden of ephimereal light How mild it is the boon of the land
An overture motif doomed by the crowd False notes fill the vacuum Born as a bird being forced to the ground A status devoid of perceptions Stunned as a newborn creature Suddenly thrown to the world I found myself in the circle In the presence of the house of God
My credence of faith was lacking Who knew what was lying ahead Patterns of thought clustered Molding the edge of a dream The architect lifted a finger Bestowed gold to the mire Stalls appeased to the gesture Then breathed their last breathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
