Come to the Hidden Side of the Sun
Benjamin Lana
Come oh Come to the Hidden side of the Sun
A scared old man with a vision of a song
I lept through the matter riding waves for fun
Divided by time I tried to conquer the One
Bells ringing in a distant time
Stood tall for an instance and you were mine
I took a look in a mirror of silence
Triggered by the chanting of sirens
A dogma of change was bound
in between each sound
I found a lover with a hound
Thunder in distance
Shattering sounds