歌词
Rippling gods have sat down on their shapeless thrones in the numbness voids in eternal time of endless space
Deserted prayer wanders away (from) hopeless mind like my spirit cries in agonies and stamina
Crawling cosmos silence from the trones above the clamed cloudes of deep blue sky
I can’t hear myself !
Am I really here or do the cosmos mirrors reflect my forms of cosmos silence.
Am I ? The cosmos mirror reflect my forms of cosmos silence...