A burned glass Traces a picture of the sky A line between the points Leads me to the dark night The distorted sound The distorted light Reality through haze A justice disguised Just about to burst Beyond the pupil of the eyes It strikes the heart unveiled A bird forced to fly Before you woke up from your dream Raise the sunlight from the horizon About to freeze A burned glass Traces a picture of the sky A line between the points Leads me to the dark night The distorted sound The distorted light Reality through haze A justice disguised Dance with the instinct Come closer to me To tell you that isn't easy Whoa-oh...