The drums of time have stopped
   The ecstatic quietude
   Sucks up every fear
   And every desire
  
   Illusions of the moment
   Featureless figures
   Intensified feelings
   I'm running behind my shadow
  
   In this vastness
   I can feel your presence
   I cannot understand
   Your misleading words
  
   Inconceivable beauty
   Sweet melody
   Forgotten senses
   Are waking up
  
   Dark in the dark
   Always and never
   This is the time
   Of total purification
  
   Lost in thought
   Trying to touch
   The perfect moment
   But the clock strikes again