it must have been an angel
who helped my eyes to sane
time could be the answer
it's never too late
to shape this ground
this creation of mine
going deeper
run away
a scraping voiceless sky
to the end
find and defy all the limits
and enchant a new beginning
this creation of mine
it helped my eyes to sane
through the darkness I came alive
feeling my soul come alive
to shape this ground
lost in daydream
going deeper
run away