Текст песни Destination Nowhere - King Raam & Ali Eskandarian

Cosmic happenstance
Makes perfect sense,
Makes perfect sense
Innocent hypocrisies
Are our only crimes
For being we
Apocalyptic diaries
Of we what once was
And will never be
We are merely prisoners
Of our own sanity
We are
Drifting along
In the sea
We are
Drifting along
In the sea
Illusionary fantasies
Of our ancestries
Of our history
Psychedelic journeys
From our minds to distant galaxies