Ignoring Reality - Longing For Fantasy


A night filled with beat up sounds
Aroused by he joyments of air
We had to much of everything
Constantly searching for the endless whisperer

All words spoken hurt our souls
Soar throaths acid for water
Nothing can be taken back
The journey has nearly begun, the wave is here

Screams and agony, frustration, sorrow
Feel the pain from our broken wings
We pray for forgivness to a God unknown
Our actions speaks louder than thruth, can you hear

Feel no fear, have no regrets
As we enter the world of life
Feel the fire licking our skin
Embrace, exhale, release, reborn

In a fucked up world with hollow lights
We seek hapiness fake or real
Money can buy us the best of things
But does material things deside our fatih

Nothing is ever good enough
Life is just a journey, where is your ticket
We try to peak the night from yesterday
Same faces, same places but two different minds

We expose our longforgotten wishes
Controlled by souls in pain
We got lost in our choices
No reason o choose, we want it all

We want it all to the price of fear
We need it all, we seek the truth of life
Don´t stand in the way of our minds in motion
No turning back, our eyes opend, we don´t control ourselves

Give us directions to guide or way
We stumble around like souls without bodies
Seaking, earging, needing, sacrificing
We ride the hot wave between spaces

All is dark untill a sudden ray of light
Colours, shapes and sounds attacking us
Like slaves we are controlled by an unseen hand
We long for the touch that gives us more

We let ourselves go, free us from bounderies
Fly away like angels with wings
Bigger than life thinner than ice dressed in blood
More alive than the years gone by

Our heads explode with impressions
To hard for us to handle
Reflection in the rainbow of water
We see a different world

Our bodies are our prison walls higher than death
We force ourselves to flee
Save us from our thoughts within
They chain our wings with burden unspoken

Our minds is touched by wind
We can not look, no remorse
The eye of our souls connects
with the circle of elements

Sweat heavenly love

All must come to an end we have no choice
We swing our wings one final time
Breathing, hoping, wishing
Praying for changes, the world stays the same

Ignoring reality, longing for fantasy