Lyrics

Going through outer passages
Receiving long distance messages
In time to move on
In time to glide
A new day evolves
Achieving a higher order

Will this age in time
Slither away?
In depths aimed at your
Wrinkled skin
Finding that the end
May not convince
To begin anew

Looking outside your eyes window
I think to see lights of you
I though may they not to be to perform
The geomantic prism
Of your own true perfection
I think to see lights of you