Beyond the tides of time Lies an eternal treasure Its core is always much too far For an open eye can always be blind Under the rain of nonsense The wise raises up his fortress And the darkest blindfold After all can be the guide Leaving all the sense behind Living on the verge Leaving all the sense behind Living on the verge Prove the true and taste the lies Break the ice Look inside And see the flames are burning everywhere So afraid to look A little higher In this pathetic realms Where only the weak survive