We've found a Kind of Paradise in a Flowers Bloom.
We've seen the End of a mystic Land so close it meets the Parting sun.
We've shared the thougts that two could share, we feel the thruth magic that we send...
Searching for something new
Isle. Of Gold in Flowers Bloom
We've heard a Kind of Paradise beyond the desert Dunes.
We've walked the earth in solitude, so cold we need the Warmth of Sun.
We've lived the Life that we could life, we see the thruth magic that begins...
Searching for something new
Isle. Of God in Flowers Bloom
We've found a Kind of Paradise, below a Sky so new.
We've weaved a Web of Mystery so wide, we need the Light of Day.
We've worn the Cloak of secret Lives, we've seen the Thruth, Magic, that we send...
Searching for something new
Isle. Of God in Flowers Bloom
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So when will it end?
So when, when will we meet, my Friend?