Soul(s) on depature six six six

onward unto another existence

A trip far beyond all plesant dreams

A voyage through desolation sights



Inner transformation

Subconcious flight

In the glance fields of fires

In the distance meadows of mists

Where minds being enshrouded in complete night

The fading of love, life and light



Wandering an endless journey

Dead within a trance

Entering a lost dominion soulless and free

Visiting a foreign place but yet so known

Another dimension opens for me to see

Heaven sure aint made for me to be



Soul(s) on arrival six six six

one short step from unhallowed ground

The ground of Kingdom Come

Dead spirits communion

Unorthodox profane void



Gardens, temples, palaces

I have seen them all

In search for insanity, sanity slowly drowns - In trance