Creation Songtext
von Devastor

Encaged in present sorrows
When the soul strives for healing
My mind turns back to times
Where the moment endows the meaning

I let them flow
Into my mind
To hide myself
From reality

Something from the past
Reaches out again
To destabilize
The present reality

An unreflected projection, idealized
A quite place, where a ray of light shines through a green oak leaf
I′m lying in the gras
And I feel - nature's breath


This needful cleansing
Opens the gate
For self reflection
Let me see things so clear
Can I wait
For the roses to grow
Before their thorns
Will rip me apart

Shall I - let it fall
This old dream - I once dreamed

For years I carry this creation of mine in me
With its roots soo deep at the quite place
Is the end now waiting to begin
Green leaves too black thorns - Can i turn it back
To its origin, where it all starts
I want to feel the warmth again
Of this shiny vision from the past
Has it become - true - at - last