Thin Air Songtext
von Lascar

The oxygen opens a path
Through the yearning of an illusion.
Abstract perceptions shines like solar gold
Beyond the rivers of rationality.
In the summit, over the snow line,
Vastness is waiting for the arrival. A secular morning sunlight kissed a blurred face.
Abstract perceptions shines like solar gold
Beyond the rivers of rationality.
Now the sopor, like a mist,
Is erasing my horizon.