I met god and he had nothing to say to me I saw his face which appeared to be a gaping void I looked in nowhere and saw the arcane visions Visions of my soul's innermost constellations
All my values, the experience of the past Was rejected All my memories, everything I could recall Was erased
I re-learned to see I re-learned to recognize And the first thing I saw Was his face My reflection
I looked at him for a moment Which seemed like eternity A gaping void was staring back at me It had nothing to say Nothing
A blank canvas Allowing to create Even what mind cannot grasp
Still I prefer To leave it blankTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.