Between the Clouds

Clouds are mounting in the field of oppressions
 Frozen lands of endless beauty
 Colliding notions, like a mirage to my dreams
 In here united, in my sheltered eyes
 Skies of wrath, between the clouds above
 Naked eyes to say I'm yours
 Folded hands see night creeping
 Empathic strikes to exploit my body
 May the young believe in "sarectasion"
 Excrements of our thoughts
 Beyond belief hence their retention
 Excrements of our thoughts
 Between the clouds
 Misdirected senses
 Land of voices out of dreams
 Between the clouds
 Misdirected senses
 Land of voices, our screams
 Beyond belief hence their retention
 Excrements of our thoughts
 Between the clouds
 Misdirected senses
 Land of voices, our screams