This world's not seen by us. As dark as midnight...
We are on our knees. And a lift operator
Breaks our pride, stands in our light.
We go up-down in this elevator.
But I am seeing at the magic peephole:
Avalon, hades, hell and paradise...
Searching for an non-elevator, walk tall!
We are breaking (breaking) the ice.
We shall come on it sooner or later.
We are coming back from the elevator.
Don't make a goof.
We must be on the move
To roof.
Where are the World of cold spirits and White Gods,
Moon on the throne and sun in the soul?
We can recognize it without pod,
But we must play a pivotal role.
But I am seeing at the magic peephole:
Avalon, hades, hell and paradise...
Searching for an non-elevator, walk tall!
We are breaking (breaking) the ice.
We shall come on it sooner or later.
We are coming back from the elevator.
Don't make a goof.
We must be on the move
To roof.