paroles de chanson Mystery Unfurls - Vold Book

Mirrors out, port side
This passage is uncertain
Meaning: that's blank

Riddle's fascination

In our cabin of light
We cannot see
Blinded by our sight

And
So, we have descended below
Without anything that provides us with doubts

Inside of mysteries, converted to history

I'm directing the dire straits to save
Intelligence's dry remains

Nuggets of belief, floundered
Memories

Visions too deceive
Like a tapestry

My love is a falcon
She's my lucky star

Mirrors out, on all sides

There is no perfection
Other than reflection