Album : Cydonia
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The story tells of the king of the sky,
Creator of dreams
On a big book he used to write,
The destiny of all galaxies
Lost in darkness, in his castle, far in the universe
He knew when the world began,
why life ended up
And the reason why events took place

One flies away on the rainbow or inside life
And one's heart's alive...to run...

When the night falls, he'll dominate
And from his throne, magic he'll spread

Present and future have no difference
For the immortal ones
Prisoner of an impossible task
Of life be knew nothing at all
All that's real, the oceans and stars
Are a fruit of his mind
Every soul is important and dreaming he creates
New lives to lose or win

One flies away on the rainbow or inside life
And one's heart's alive...to run...

When the night falls, he'll dominate
And from his throne, magic he'll spread

A race, as an end, the face, that is aging
Where's the mystery behind the dream
The space, I need to open a door, to know if
Heaven will have my replies

One flies away on the rainbow or inside life
And one's heart's alive...to run...

When the night falls, he'll dominate
And from his throne, magic he'll spread
The story tells of the king of the sky,   Creator of dreams   On a big book he used to write,   The destiny of all galaxies   Lost in darkness, in his castle, far in the universe   He knew when the world began,   why life ended up   And the reason why events took place      One flies away on the rainbow or inside life   And one's heart's alive...to run...      When the night falls, he'll dominate   And from his throne, magic he'll spread      Present and future have no difference   For the immortal ones   Prisoner of an impossible task   Of life be knew nothing at all   All that's real, the oceans and stars   Are a fruit of his mind   Every soul is important and dreaming he creates   New lives to lose or win      One flies away on the rainbow or inside life   And one's heart's alive...to run...      When the night falls, he'll dominate   And from his throne, magic he'll spread      A race, as an end, the face, that is aging   Where's the mystery behind the dream   The space, I need to open a door, to know if   Heaven will have my replies      One flies away on the rainbow or inside life   And one's heart's alive...to run...      When the night falls, he'll dominate   And from his throne, magic he'll spread
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