Sixth Century under the lost heaven Hide behind our clouds Cruel World, the space travel Could heal and clean my soul But you can’t get there without hope
I visit the sick man under the acting stars Try to receive him out of the dark
Ride on Bounded for miles Ride on My artificial satellite Ride on Bounded for miles Ride on My artificial satellite Ride on
Under the lost heaven You can reach the sky If you only try to Know I’d lie
Walk on air Move heaven in this Fulfill the doom Trust in my words
Ride on Bounded for miles Ride on My artificial satellite Ride on Bounded for miles Ride on My artificial satellite Ride on
I visit the sick man under the acting stars Try to receive him out of the dark
Ride on Bounded for miles Ride on My artificial satellite Ride on Bounded for miles Ride on My artificial satellite Ride on
Walk on air Move heaven in this For fill the doom Trust in my words
Ride on My artificial satellite Ride on
Walk on air Move heaven in this For fill the doom Trust in my words
Ride on My artificial satellite Ride on
Sixth Century under the lost heaven Hide behind our clouds Cruel World Cruel World