Travel (Astral Sleep)
It is a deeper kind of slumber My spirit flies in the astral sleep I thought about good and evil I see now things that was unseen I hear the voices of the shadows The voices of the blinding light within my head the spirits whisper They're calling me to step outside They've shown me every of their secrets That hide behind the dismal veil So what is good and what is evil? 'tis hard to decide and make it right I am not dead, I am just dreaming But I'm unable to return My concious is in the long journey And year for year I sleep on I've seen the flames forever burning The inextinguishable flames That gleam within the raven darkness I've felt with fear its power surge I've seen the lucid argent moonlight I've felt a fever of cold rays Celestial, serenity land Seductive, elusive pulchritude No one could ever recognize it It can't be seen by anyone I'm far beyond I'm so profound None could realize what I've done Sometime I'll finish this daring travel I know not how I know not why I know not what it will be after And would it be the right way The flight between light and darkness Who's able to set me on right path The only thing I can be sure of I'll never be like was before So rare the truth in a lifetime So frequently just lying words who knows what is right decision Could it be something in between I am nowhere and everywhere from where no traveler returns I wish to stay here forever herewith redemption I long for It seemed to be the greatest trial I am balancing on the edge I follow the way of my exile I volunterly gave myself Now I presume I'm understanding The way my life's supposed to be as one together light and darkness eternal circle from my dream The astral sleep I do belong now I go alone across the out lands to the unknown misty ways that lies on the edge tween life and death
8 января 2000г |