Drifting Again

Destined to walk through fire, solar of mind, catching divine Old harlot that's time adjusting the engine of mine Some say ascension is an abstract unattainable notion Yet all these days I'm still stargazing through the vacuum reflector Make no remorse For distant cradle Abide the laws That keeps me stable When will it end? I shouldn't know Drifting again I'll continue on (will carry on) Stranded on rocks of another plane, looking for marks of the acid rains This armor feels vexatious, my helmet breaks under pressure I'm not afraid of what's lyes ahead, of obscure structures looking so dread That ship will flow, and if it take hundred years I'll sustain this weight Make no remorse For distant cradle Abide the laws That keeps me stable When will it end? I shouldn't know Drifting again I will carry I will carry on I embrace you To see a World in a Grain of Sand Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand Make no remorse For distant cradle Abide the laws That keeps me stable When will it end? I shouldn't know Drifting again I will carry