Inciklad av stjA¤rnhA¤rars krestsande fA¤lt, frA?n alla vA¤derstreck en vidgande reflektor Likt en fabeldrA¶m som sammansmA¤lt och visas av av en A¶versinnlig
An extension of the theories Gravitates across the seas Changing the accepted terms, But still it only confirms That it is as equal close (or far) To
[A Cover Track,] [Originally Recorded By Uriah Heep]
Born in the auroral arc's centre with eyes reflecting its sublime ways A splendid vision to enter, robed in the semblance of beams in haze It enlights
[Experiencing order:] Through sonorous lands my senses float Mesmerized by an harmonious note Which are leaping from a string within I'm holding the
Fjallet nu andas, kring mig susa Jamna djupa andedrag Fjallet nu sover, stora ljusa Skyar ga for kvallsvind svag Det ar fjallets sommardrommar Som I
Tradgransens lovsal I brandgul skiftning flammar Hosten uppvaknar att galda livets lan Branternas sagosyn min torstiga sjal nu ammar Nerover ormlikt ringlar
[Musik: Vintersorg]
The only laws of matter are those our mind must fabricate, And the only laws of mind are fabricated by matter
["God does not play dice with the universe" - Albert Einstein] If you glance into nebular haze Toward the light of a galactic emperor An excursion through
Likt ett levande vA¤sen i harmonerande dynamik, BesjA¤lad i den stora talens lagar En mondial kompositA¶r av sfA¤rers musik Sedan begynnelsens skaparrusiga
A fiery soul's motion Inside a vibration never seen Fragments from our existence Cosmic instruments released I travel mathematical events The mind's
Aftonens rodnad likt en brinnande gloria Mantlar nu trevande moln, det ymniga fargspel Det skymmer I dalgang dar fjallalv sig banar Blodrod nu gnistrar
Allt synes fragmenterat i matematisk logik Dock vilar frA?gor i flickerbrusets mystik Tystnadens sigill hA¶ljer dess anor som vi spA?rar i varje molekyl
I tidsbegynnelsens rofyllda vagga Det vordnansvardiga obrutna fjall Av daggstank sirad. Likt en brodraflagga Dansade grenverk over mossvuxen hall Sallhet
[Musik & Lyrik: Vintersorg] Likt manghA¶vdad grA¶nskimrande orm Ringlar sig fA¤rgpraktsdragen A?ver tindrande stjA¤rnbilders glitterspel Fran sprakande
"With whom shall I have this dialogue? The mad, the noble, the wit? The past lurks under layers of fog, Evolution's hall is unlit Thoughts and visions
[Man:] Our evolving existence Is the wording of our endless strife [Matter:] (silence) [Man:] I'm built by you, but you live only through me A paradox