Orchestral Strings
are floating in the Air
Playing the Immortal Melody
Awakening our Spirits
A Subtle Melody
spreads everywhere
In Colours of Dusk
Overwhelming our Minds
Different wave lengths
A mixture of Feelings
A Circle of Dancing Shadows
of Dim Lights and Music
A touch of the Arcane
in the every day Modern Life
The Past, the Present, the Future
- Inexistant
A Somber pool of Crimson
is fading to White
An Untouched Universe
always Present
never to be Seen
Mother of All
Shadow of the Past
Untouched, Pure, Divine
A gentle Breeze
in the Aural Form encircle us
The Proof of our Existence
An Entity is yet to be felt