Do you feel the pull?
The threshold without breath
Why do I see light
where should rule darkness?
Thunderstrike of butterflies
in a garden without escape
The song of elven voices
Brave was the striver
Do not touch the handle
The doorway out stands open
The threshold without breath
Why do I see light
where should rule darkness?
Thunderstrike of butterflies
in a garden without escape
The song of elven voices
Brave was the striver
Do not touch the handle
The doorway out stands open