LYRIC

I close my eyes in front of the nebular appeal
I feel it dragging me, this suicidal desire
I am who claim for our blood
Melissa waits for me in the distance far away

Beyond the ocean
Beyond the southern lair
There lays your cradle
I'll build four bridges to you

You are the light on the other side of the sky
I am the shadow of this side of hell
Melissa, hear me far away
You will cover the sun, you will charm the moon
By my side

Show me the other
Show me the other spell
I'll fly to your cradle
I'll build four bridges to you

You are my end, you are my dreams, you are my path
You are another temple's stone of our race
Melissa, guide me to your cradle
I will be the Baptist of the black forgotten arts

We're flying together
Under the frozen clouds
We're feasting the demons
Running on the bridges

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