Before the beginning there was a future
Nothing is real
Nothing is real in this astral place
I slept in the fires of Hades
And burnt without flame
I breathed in sulphurous vapours
To reach the astral train
Mirrors call, mirrors fall
Mirrors call from the ancient hall
Mirrors call, mirrors fall
Mirrors fall from the cosmic wall
I slept in the fires of Hades
And burnt without flame
I breathed in sulphurous vapours
For those who have come through the gate
Mirrors call, mirrors fall
Mirrors call from the ancient hall
Mirrors call, mirrors fall
Mirrors fall from the cosmic wall
Open the portal
