Текст песни Beyond Vortex - Fyrce Muons

Your face just one time was of a certain station
Your face now in sight reveals your denser state
The spinning of the last pieces now weighs upon this place
Your face has found time within this crowded space

In Merlin's flight around the sky
Collecting bits
Collecting heat
The gravity that comes with weight
Counting metals
Counting light
Establishing a day in night

Made of glue that stretches like rubber
In the midst of this ease the presence of another
Another time tick

A prisoner of lessons
The forces that push out are pushing to the center
In this mess it's going to be sick

Bombarded by invaders
The bones of the others
The weight upon the anvil
A shield to be in thy pen

In this type of flight
Mass distractions and the mind is seared
It is refreshed