Edenbridge

A thin red line, an unknown path
In fields divine with aftermath
The hollow space, those sacred grounds
Are on the chase, so strange their sounds
(never) never touching the fate
(never) never changing the date
(never) never crossing the thin red line
(never) never turning the state
(never) never passing the gate
(never)the line of time has to be mine
(to be mine)
Journey on (journey on)
One millenium
With the guidance of one million eyes (fly to feel)
Carry on (carry on)