1. CRESCENT MOON

A new night shines in this frozen emptiness
With the blackness of the dying day.

A new moon caress, with an icy stare, the cold waves of lifeless oceans.

Far, the light of her face dive into black waters.
Haunting underwater caves,
Gates to the deeper oceans,
The crescent moon possess the deepest.

Waiting for new eerie moons...

Drinking from bitter waters...

All days rest in space...

They live in the illusion of time...


2. APPROACHING THE BLACK HOLE

(Instrumental)


3. DREAMSPACE

The planet collapsed...
Into dust..
The dust collapsed..
Into molecules..
The molecules..
Into atoms..
Atoms..
Into energy..
Energy into light..
Light in dreams..
Dreams?
They have no wings...but they fly...
They own the darks...and shine...
They are only illusions...built on illusion...


4. NEBULA

(Instrumental)


5. CHAOTIC EQUILIBRIUM

Chaos calls...

It calls...
It calls...
It calls....

Emptiness...

Intelligent forms are the side effect,
Of chaos's masterwork.

Everything wrapped
In an endless cycle...

Born to die...
Die to born...

A frail equilibrium temporary mantained...

To born to die...
To born....
To die.....
To born.....
To die.......

Then...

Small holes that suck all inside...

Where?
Pointless...
Cold space calls..
Decomposing anything that borned and died.

Is it relief or is it death?
Both, for those who walked this narrow path...


6. LOST

(Instrumental)