Move, rest in tombs of sleep Choose visions, wake from deep Painting ourselves on a stained glass floor The things we discuss are disguised until unveiled
In the hour of night, we take from ourselves We replace and reward It's the balance of thoughts Seeks to find affirmation, speaking in tongues Take the words through you
Dawn of creation Blessed in devotion Love, lost spaces in time Bringing colours to life
Spectrums defy us Left to remind us Love, lost spaces in time Bringing colours to life
Loose words when voices speak New shades of darkness seek Staining ourselves on a painted floor The things we have done are exposed unto ourselves
In the hour of night We take from ourselves We repent and reward
It's the balance of thoughts Seeks to find adoration, sleeping tongues Take the words through you
Dawn of creation, blessed in devotion Love, lost spaces in time Bringing colours to life
Spectrums defy us Left to remind us Love, lost spaces in time Bringing colours to life