I heard these sounds - they woke me up How long I've been sleeping?
How many years have passed?
Can't clarify my thoughts The mossgrown bed
too soft to remember the hazy past
Bright light coming through the wooden ceiling
It's a like a dream but still so bright
Am I dreaming or what is this? The threads, the sounding...
It's coming closer I have to get up - have to understand
So easy to breathe The air tastes so sweet - empowering me
But what are these tone - the scales unseen?
What is this melody It's reminding me...
I have to know, I have to see Wandering, almost like floating
So easy to move, so easy to breathe
What is this message? It sounds so pleasant
This procession I have to see
Getting closer, getting closer and finally see...
So beautiful dressing, so many of them!
Everyone pleased and singing the song
Shimmering, velvet, ancient maids, titan horns and golden strings
Feeling the joy, feeling the calmness
But who carest the past - this is the Parade!
And their message It was pleasant
This procession I will join!
Come and join they sing me
Wear your cape and polish your steel - they call me
Enjoy your procession we'll show you the way
Feel no fear we'll open the gate
So lovely message It's so pleasant
This procession is mine!
And the gate of the hallway
The gate of autumn I must enter and
complete the convoy It's time to rest