Cosmic Keys of My Creation

Every time when we get high Jumping into the box of five Elements that you can always touch All together, they create a star On my first day of denial See your hands, holding the fire Fire of the wisdom of times Shining, as a piece of a star Second, seconds of the acceptance Day of water and the surveillance We are one with the place where we born 'Til the hour we are deformed Cosmic keys of my creation As a symbol close to your heart When your god is going mad And your eyes are turning red All dimensions turning to dust Cosmic keys of my creation As a symbol close to your heart When your god is going mad And your eyes are turning red All dimensions turning to dust Ordinance is coming to its final phase Million feelings are in vain Questions are about our silly cruel faith Let me have my hits and go insane Can't remember day of the third Foggy day and pain in the throat I was high for more than three years Surfing through the clouds in the air Final element of the four Force of soil and ready to go One-step left for the perception Of my keys, of the creation Cosmic keys of my creation As a symbol close to your heart When your god is going mad And your eyes are turning red All dimensions turning to dust Cosmic keys of my creation As a symbol close to your heart When your god is going mad And your eyes are turning red All dimensions turning to dust Cosmic keys of my creation As a symbol close to your heart When your god is going mad And your eyes are turning red All dimensions turning to dust