songs of beyond

Touch me oh cloud of distant dreams Like soft tides of cotton Rain in my flesh Clean the waters that swells behind the perimeter Prepare the ropes Call the sailors The ship sets sail today There'll be no gunpowder No cannons, no guns Only cleansed wine We sail to sagittarious By the route of night The dead sun will guide us Through the high seas Where the stars lie untouched And the gods drink blood In their silver goblets Dinning on their great halls Singing about our dead heroes And so we arrive In the land of eternal night Great forests of beauty And plains of silver glass The vains of water Flow the heights And angels sing our arrival Trumpets, drums and harps "Welcome to the immortal land" And so we feast And so we sleep