Eight Miles High
My sweet love, it's taken time
For the truth to set me free
I've been running for so long
Is there a wisdom I can't see?
Still I hear the whispers of
Candle crying in the wind
Still I'm haunted by the sounds
Of a battle I cannot win
Then I see the virgin beauty of your eyes
Calling me
I'm so humbled by
The sacred air we breath
Oh, Dance with me
Under a bright moon
Third of June
Everything I thought I knew
Was a place I'd never been
As my Kingdom crumbles down
Inside I feel my life begin
Let me paint the colors
Let
For the truth to set me free
I've been running for so long
Is there a wisdom I can't see?
Still I hear the whispers of
Candle crying in the wind
Still I'm haunted by the sounds
Of a battle I cannot win
Then I see the virgin beauty of your eyes
Calling me
I'm so humbled by
The sacred air we breath
Oh, Dance with me
Under a bright moon
Third of June
Everything I thought I knew
Was a place I'd never been
As my Kingdom crumbles down
Inside I feel my life begin
Let me paint the colors
Let
Daybreak
I'm trying to visualize the dream where Gadrel stands tall
Gaze bends in purple wind
My emotions come slower
Sight of my experience arrived!
Power of storms shows the vision
Covering the past
Call of attractive genius
Return to my everlasting consciousness
The consequence of needlessness is direct and dominating
The dream needs the one to escort the self through every essentiality
Ideal self: creative and lunatic
Real self: multicoloured
Oh, come to my dream Lilith
Ideal self: creative and lunatic