Path to the Land of Visions
You're said to fancy behold my most secret dreams
I cannot tell if I'm able to reveal
My mind itself is going to glimpse their pieces
Cannot see them as the whole
They are sharp as a razor
Long is the path to the land of visions
Let yourself be seized by fear that's gripping your soul
Plunge straight in the ice-storm
Listen well to its invocating roar
As soon as the blood in your veins grows cold
You may be warmed up by awareness, you'll be number one
We'll be flying, high in the air
Through night and day
You can't tell apart two different spells
The sun and stars don't belong to the sky
Obscure clouds remains
Beyond the raging waters there's our destiny
Where stone and stone unite in harmony
That's where my relics dwell, there was my home
Where I had lived long time ago
Memories float back in mind, like black crows
Don't look at me as tears are running down my face
Here's the well, further lives stream only muddy river
The pain of wound that's never healing ...never healing ...never
Despite of being your guide, I've suddenly grown speechless
I thought that next to you all will be different
But there's blood on my hands again
After ages all comes back again.
After ages all comes back again
I cannot tell if I'm able to reveal
My mind itself is going to glimpse their pieces
Cannot see them as the whole
They are sharp as a razor
Long is the path to the land of visions
Let yourself be seized by fear that's gripping your soul
Plunge straight in the ice-storm
Listen well to its invocating roar
As soon as the blood in your veins grows cold
You may be warmed up by awareness, you'll be number one
We'll be flying, high in the air
Through night and day
You can't tell apart two different spells
The sun and stars don't belong to the sky
Obscure clouds remains
Beyond the raging waters there's our destiny
Where stone and stone unite in harmony
That's where my relics dwell, there was my home
Where I had lived long time ago
Memories float back in mind, like black crows
Don't look at me as tears are running down my face
Here's the well, further lives stream only muddy river
The pain of wound that's never healing ...never healing ...never
Despite of being your guide, I've suddenly grown speechless
I thought that next to you all will be different
But there's blood on my hands again
After ages all comes back again.
After ages all comes back again
Credits
Writer(s): Dying Passion
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.