Sometimes I find myself hearing voices from other sides Melodies I heard in a dream where your eyes turn white And I felt like loosening off of the centaurs in me And those songs sustained through our minds until we were silent Closer by the drift outside I saw angels dancing to music that I could not recognize Sleeping [?] shrine, our faith like a prayer with a light The ones who make a spеll which can [?] cast towards the moon And far lights drawn out of me (eyе holes) Blinded both my eyes They force me to turn away I am right here with myself As I am still there with you Time was a strange reverb of everything Distant bells ringing While I think We are bound to the thoughts which frighten us Like a child drawn to a flame