Through the consequences
I've known that the birds see everything
in the red sky so dense
as I wait in the floor of limitations
My delightful pain and grief
eyes filled with mourning
ashes burned prosperity
erotic mysticism of a abstract thoughts.
Following the stair to the pendulum
that controls the equilibrium of myself
feeling the call of the Chasm
I hope I'll never fall.
The windows are open
for a soul tired of search
my force is now unleashed
I claim for my throne's return
To search to wait, to feel
to blaspheme in the god's dream
as I go for my aspirations
the birds will sing with me...
I've known that the birds see everything
in the red sky so dense
as I wait in the floor of limitations
My delightful pain and grief
eyes filled with mourning
ashes burned prosperity
erotic mysticism of a abstract thoughts.
Following the stair to the pendulum
that controls the equilibrium of myself
feeling the call of the Chasm
I hope I'll never fall.
The windows are open
for a soul tired of search
my force is now unleashed
I claim for my throne's return
To search to wait, to feel
to blaspheme in the god's dream
as I go for my aspirations
the birds will sing with me...