The Euphoric Sense (Dark Suns)

(Those pure and virgin apprehensions I had From the beginning, and that warmth I felt when I was young were the best unto this day I knew that there is much more to...) These days will be forever mine ...find (... so I celebrate again...) Now I am standing here among your faces A new constellation Enfold me, share my confidence Awake now, you should be there at every turn All prevalent images confirm the spirit To search for an answer Am I worthy of recalling my deepest well From where all waters torn off? I'll break free Confusion will be the audience of my existence The euphoric sense of the flying Defines me and my inner dance (...to seem the stranger falls my lot) Yet all your glowing eyes reflecting slumber They long for a distance Have I seen them on the edge of dreams Or been there I don't know whatever that means I'll break free Confusion will be the audience of my existence The euphoric sense of the flying Defines me and my inner dance I see a broken (clown) man A paralysed shape without form The past lapping him Like a cloak of Pain The more he vanished into the dark The deeper I felt a serious loss in my heart But I guess it must be the flag of my disposition Not to linger But to follow the crowd I'll break free Confusion will be the audience of my existence The euphoric sense of the flying Blindfolded and turning into swans (I didn't know that they were born or should die, but I know that it is easy to forget what I came for Among so many who have always lived here...)