Beyond the Skies - IXION

Earth seems to me a sterile promontory

My arms are burst, for I have embraced the clouds

In the depths of sky blaze, My consumed eyes just see memories of the sun

In vain I tried to find purpose of this land I feel like my wings are broken

Through the dark I escape

Hear my pray, see my pain

Burnt by love of beauty, I honor the sublime

Take my hand, night walking

Give my name to this abyss, Who might be my grave

Be wise and stand quiet, demanded evening

For others concern, for you a peace

Beyond the skies I will rise