Авторы: Markus Johnsson, Daniel Erlandsson
Our minds are no longer present. They have given place to a new self. Awake now, from all the blindness that clouds our sight beyond. My thoughts became so solemn, beneath a sky of burning stars. Lost in a purple mirrorworld of pure euphoria...I soar... Awaiting the sweetest release - deliverance. From my heart the rain of rebith flows free, as the night finally welcomes me through the void where time ends...I soar...afar. Our minds are no longer present. The have given place to a new self.