The Dream Seeks Dreamer album lyrics
1. Exordium
(instrumental)
2. Autumn Twilight
The birds still carried the warmth
of summer on their backs
The colours of tomorrow's sunset
were painted on our face
The richer tint of crimson
glared like a bloody path
In further edge of which
was lost in deepening twilight
Autumn Twilight
behind the silhouette of trees
Autumn Twilight
the crematory of memories
The wind dried up the uncried
tears of our future
Yesterday's keys will not
open anything today
Emptiness is nothing
it means nothing to me
Please, don't look back
after this bitter kiss
Autumn Twilight
behilnd the silhouette of trees
Autumn Twilight
the crematory of memories
Don't look back...
...as long as I breath
We played our tragedy
among beautiful scenery
Then we fell to our knees
in front of the altar of our ruins
Don't look back...
...as long as I breath
3. The Sixth Race
It's a distant planet
a forgotten star
Being the World of Illusions
and reflections of our desires
Beyond the revelations
of the Seventh Seal
and the Ninth Recognition
a new race will a awake
The Sixth Race
on the Diamond Way
Keeping the Visions
the sixth race call God
They're the Inheritors of Evolution
as living cells in a dying heart
Penetration
into a higher dimension
with spiritual vocation
under mysterious protection
The Sixth Race
on the Diamond Way
Look up to the Fading Sun
our time is short
We're the movements of God's dance
and the bearers of souls
...humility...loyalty...
...certainty in Immortality
This is the Celestial Prophecy
a new dimension of reality
Look up to the Fading Sun
our time is short
We're the movements of God's dance
and the bearers of souls
4. Dream Seeks Dreamer
In my mother' womb
secured in my dreams
I floated upon the sea of life
But only burnt in the flames
cuold I grasp
the secret of fire
The image of God
wriggles in each of us
A savior is crucified in everyone
Until we reach the bliss of immobility
in the eye of the storm
Who cast us into this world?
Whose dreams are we?
There must be air somewhere,
if I thirst to breathe!
5. Penitence
I woke up crying from a dream
to the taste of my tears
'cause the angel went blind in me
...blind in me
I woke up one night
to the voice of my cry
'cause the dream recalled in me
...that when I was clean
I woke up weeping from a dream
to the voice of my scream
on the crucifix of remembrance
...and repentance
I woke up to the coldness of my weep
Then I was absorbed in my fears
'cause I forgot how to love
...and I forgot God
You're sleeping with wide open eyes
We're dreaming with wide open eyes
I listened to my pant
then I listened to the silence
I felt the importance of all my years
...and my sins
Unburied corpses were lying
in my inner cemetary
And I plunged through the opened scars
...through the opened scars
6. The Frail Existence
(instrumental)
7. God or Idol
I've raised you as God over my world
from whom I expected redemption
You were an idol weaved of dreams
who I worshipped with pagan passion
I followed you blindly to the Unknown
destitudely and hopelessly
But you learned me in Hell with your love
and for you I betrayed God
What were you?
God or Idol?
Covering in disguise of oblivion
I breath you in as stale odour
8. Exilium
Exilium...
...the only way out leads inside
I'm praying
I'm besieging the heaven with my prays
in this subterranean existence
I won't be
Idpa's slave forever
in this sulphurous heat of this fever
My faith is remains
the guide in this maze
As I burn through
this spheres of hell
Driven by my flame
which will crave a new candle
My ruling inner planet
will cast out a new moon
The glimmering sparks
...sparks of mortality
don't warm me beck into life
I redeem myself
with the clarifying power
...power of tragedies
My faith is remains
the guide in this maze
As I burn through
this spheres of hell
Driven by my flame
which will crave a new candle
My ruling inner planet
will cast out a new moon
9. Unburies Memories
I hold the Flower of Life
in my hands
and its petals are falling
on my legs
My feathers lying in sand
have forgotten their skies
I don't feel anything
in the place of my heart
I keep the kiss
of the dead muse on my lips
and the doubt plants its seeds
into me
My tears scrape wrinkes
on my face
The ashes of my memories
are the dust of my way
10. Exodus
(instrumental)