Way over this land
High over the mountain peaks
Far beyond the time
You leave behind the thought that kills
March from an insane mind
Tear apart the curtain of sleep
Far beyond teh starlight
Drawn in by spells of lips that are mute
Out of this reality
Straight senses cannot perceive
Shapes knocking on the door
Of the house that your fears built
With every breath of air
GETS CLOSER
With every beat of your heart
APPROACHES
Far beyond hypothesis of heaven
Far beyond naive picture of hell
It grows, It chants
A song of destruction and vanity
Travels through the vague land
Born of a madman's creepy mind
Tries to incarnate
To capture flesh to break into life
Tries to incarnate...
Tries to incarnate...
