كلمات The Golden Void

The golden void speaks to me denying my reality I lose my body, lose my mind, I blow like wind, flow like wine Down a corridor of flame, will I fly so high again Is there something wrong with me, I cannot hear, I cannot see Down a corridor of flame So you think the time is past, the life you lead will always last Chaotic fusions of your soul, down below that rocky knowle Through the clouds an open sky, the wind flows through your watering eyes The sounds are pitched to draw you on your never ending journey on The edge of time, the edge of time, the edge of time