Crematory The Way Behind The Light
Your soul leaved the body And searched for his definition Walked along a endless passage to open the gate Behind the door you saw a light which magical attracted In glaring shine stood a throne out of stone to carved There sat a shape of darkness to stretched the hands against And says: "Take my hand To my land I show you the way Take my hand In your thought Now you are free" It's the way behind the light Waiting for another life It's the way behind the light Circulation of mankind Walked along a endless passage to open the gate Behind the door you saw a light which magical attracted In glaring shine stood a throne out of stone to carved There sat a shape of darkness to stretched the hands against
