Lyrics
Is no sunrise, is there a being out there who gaze into the night Abstraction, i am dancing sacrilegiously o the sound of infectious tunes
I feel pity for the ignorant one who leaves the egg but the shell remains, is there a being out there who gaze into the night
I feel pity for the ignorant one who leaves the egg but the shell remains, i am dancing sacrilegiously o the sound of infectious tunes, through hallucinative wealth i cannot comprehend myself
Is no sunrise, things on earth don t seem as they are, and see our burning star as a tiny spark of light
I feel pity for the ignorant one who leaves the egg but the shell remains, i feel pity for the ignorant one who leaves the egg but the shell remains
I am dancing sacrilegiously o the sound of infectious tunes, i vacate my homely hemisphere
The life that dwells inside of me, i am dancing sacrilegiously o the sound of infectious tunes, the opal planet i once called home is now revolving a dying star
There is no sunset, i am watching atomic warfare from the safety of the moon
The life that dwells inside of me, there is no sunset, the opal planet i once called home is now revolving a dying star
things on earth don t seem as they are
Lusting for the gates of jade, and see our burning star as a tiny spark of light Alchemist, is there a being out there who gaze into the night
things on earth don t seem as they are
And see our burning star as a tiny spark of light, i am watching atomic warfare from the safety of the moon
i feel pity for the ignorant one who leaves the egg but the shell remains
is no sunrise
I am watching atomic warfare from the safety of the moon, is there a being out there who gaze into the night
The opal planet i once called home is now revolving a dying star, the opal planet i once called home is now revolving a dying star
casting shadows in the shade
Is there life beyond the quasars, there is no sunset
Is there a being out there who gaze into the night, things on earth don t seem as they are
awakening from cryonic sleep
the opal planet i once called home is now revolving a dying star
i am watching atomic warfare from the safety of the moon
Is no sunrise, there is no sunset
there is no sunset
i feel pity for the ignorant one who leaves the egg but the shell remains
The opal planet i once called home is now revolving a dying star, i often stop to wonder whilst gazing to the sky
There is no sunset, through hallucinative wealth i cannot comprehend myself, i am watching atomic warfare from the safety of the moon
i often stop to wonder whilst gazing to the sky
The opal planet i once called home is now revolving a dying star, through the eyes in my head i hear the purple flower s scent, i am watching atomic warfare from the safety of the moon
the life that dwells inside of me
i feel pity for the ignorant one who leaves the egg but the shell remains
Will i find out when i die, lusting for the gates of jade
i am watching atomic warfare from the safety of the moon
My soul travels on turbulent thoughts whilst my innards remain here, i am dancing sacrilegiously o the sound of infectious tunes
the life that dwells inside of me
Lusting for the gates of jade, i vacate my homely hemisphere
I am watching atomic warfare from the safety of the moon, is no sunrise Abstraction, is there a being out there who gaze into the night
through the eyes in my head i hear the purple flower s scent
i often stop to wonder whilst gazing to the sky
and see our burning star as a tiny spark of light
will i find out when i die
there is no sunset
Things on earth don t seem as they are, the life that dwells inside of me
There is no sunset, lusting for the gates of jade
i often stop to wonder whilst gazing to the sky