I find myself inside a church deserted by the priests
As shadows shift from gray to red, I notice theres no floor
Transparent air suspends my weight as if I had no mass
Suddenly the moon comes out from the clouded skies
Wet and cold from shifting, daydreams, wakeful in the sleep
Windowpane observing some commotion down below
Waiting for the noise to come to blur the weary mind
Watching as a pastime and Im the fallen star
Go film, we can all be Gods
Go film, we will all be heroes
Go film, we are all immortal
Go film, we will all be safe
Go film, we are all illusions
Go film and we can never touch
I will shine again with burning light when I return
In and out from foreign shores, Ive gone astray in time
Born to search for something I have never ever seen
On an endless quest to hostile ground and unknown lands