Time was running away at this mild winter night

We were on our way to get some illumination.



The big bang calls



It was the season

In which Mother Earth outwits the master of the underworld

And I was ready to share

All my fantasies to get into the spirit.



The big bang calls



It wasn't a lie, it wasn't a lie

Illuminate me.



A tribe of truly possessed

Angels dancing, sadists whipping,

Hippies tripping, candles burning,

And more, more, more, more, more and more.

Everything was possible to get some delights for the senses

For the senses.



It wasn't a lie, it wasn't a lie

Illuminate me.

It wasn't a lie, it wasn't a lie

Illuminate me.

The big bang.