I lie in your soothing arms, Lord Hypnos
Your garment alive with your song
(Yes, I lie in your soothing arms, Lord Hypnos)

Steep the spiral to your far abode
In the wake of slumber, vision I rode
And fell like history through the chasm of ages
Into the charged, forbidden zones

How I have searched
Through a million worlds and faces
Yet unaware, I have not found
My own true face, traceless and profound

Find me in these grandiose halls
Where long ago summers eternally fall
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And tune the strings of truthful longing
To the frozen music of Gods

Hypnagonia's lucid horizons
Play with the yearning I've quelled
As I strike towards the Pantheon
And what therein is held

I lie in your soothing arms, Lord Hypnos
Your garment alive with your song
(Yes, I lie in your soothing arms, Lord Hypnos)

Steep the spiral to your far abode
In the wake of slumber, vision I rode
And fell like history through the chasm of ages
Into the charged, forbidden zones

Songwriter(s): Bjoern Ingvar Gelotte, Anders Par Friden, Jesper Claes Haakan Stroemblad
Copyright: Hanseatic Musikverlag Gmbh & Co Kg, Prophecies Publishing Markus Staiger
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