Crystalized dreams, narrow gloomed sounds
Crimson thoughts ‘bout despair
Are flickering in the cold dead air
Those suddden and violent, influx of feelings
Converge in shattered spirals of chaos
And the sun goes down conceiving
A new place to breath
I am the gate
I am the way
The eternal shine of death come, to lacerate
This world with quasars of pain
Following the path to find the inner self
Golden flares, of many suns;
Going through me from the space
Voices are calling me from beyond
Following the path to find the inner self
Golden flares of…
I am the gate, I am the way
The eternal shine of death
Come to lacerate this world
With quasars of pain
Following the path to find the inner self
Golden flares, of many suns;
Going through me from the space
Voices are calling me from beyond
Following the path to find the inner self
Golden flares of many suns
Golden neath
Embracing my heart
Unveil the unseen
Time has tear apart
Flawless dust as light
Cover my hands
Unveil the unseen
A new place to breath