away from this planet
 onwards to a second earth
 the destination of this flight
 or is it a bad trip?

 hiding in the shadows of life
 and far away from the light of doom
 passing into surreality
 into a paradise never explored before

 a part you are in the chain, the chain of angels
 that seek the night, the night sky

 miles, hours, lives away from here

 above azure oceans
 through landscapes of forgotten times
 in mountains of mist you fly, you fall

 yeah, my child [bad word] back sometime
 oh my precious, [bad word] back to me