Lucid Birth - text

I'm crossing all the borders, I 'm disregarding fears
I'm playing with directions, I'm shaking off the years
Admitting any sickness I'm littering all my past
And I'm asking gods for dancing, I'm making present last

The melting tide of wonders is running through my wires
So I forge a coppery harbour for moving with the fires
I'm striking lights in welkins, I'm falling down as truth
And I planting trees in wastelands, oases for the ruth...

I'm crossing all the borders, I'm disregarding fears
And I'm kissing good-bye demons, I'm bathing fiends with tears
Admitting any sickness I'm devouring all my past
And I'm spitting at confessions for making present last...

Text přidal Scoth

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