Roaming through, roaming through myself to know
 Roaming through, roaming through myself to learn

 And as we try to reach the answer
 Shapes confuse
 Another question to reply

 And as we rake our nails
 Across all the time we've lost
 There's something everlasting watching silently

 Can you hear the call that echoes there?
 Beckoning the soul
 Repent, forgetting
 Thoughts that remind me how did I get so far

 Roaming through, roaming through myself to know
 Roaming through, roaming through myself to learn

 Where senses fall in ecstasy caught by the scent of incense
 Then raped in different shades
 [bad word]  triumphant

 secret to keep

 Symbols we can't understand
 But feeling like a glance so high
 Symbols, symbols, order in chaos
 As spirit rise in ashes loss

 Roaming through, roaming through myself to know
 Roaming through, roaming through myself to learn

 Hiding
 Roaming through
 Sealing
 Roaming through
 Learning
 Roaming through
 Myself...