Cosmic Keys of My Creation

Every time when we get high

Jumping into the box of five

Elements that you can always touch

All together, they create a star

On my first day of denial

See your hands, holding the fire

Fire of the wisdom of times

Shining, as a piece of a star

Second, seconds of the acceptance

Day of water and the surveillance

We are one with the place where we born

'Til the hour we are deformed

Cosmic keys of my creation

As a symbol close to your heart

When your god is going mad

And your eyes are turning red

All dimensions turning to dust

Cosmic keys of my creation

As a symbol close to your heart

When your god is going mad

And your eyes are turning red

All dimensions turning to dust

Ordinance is coming to its final phase

Million feelings are in vain

Questions are about our silly cruel faith

Let me have my hits and go insane

Can't remember day of the third

Foggy day and pain in the throat

I was high for more than three years

Surfing through the clouds in the air

Final element of the four

Force of soil and ready to go

One-step left for the perception

Of my keys, of the creation

Cosmic keys of my creation

As a symbol close to your heart

When your god is going mad

And your eyes are turning red

All dimensions turning to dust

Cosmic keys of my creation

As a symbol close to your heart

When your god is going mad

And your eyes are turning red

All dimensions turning to dust

Cosmic keys of my creation

As a symbol close to your heart

When your god is going mad

And your eyes are turning red

All dimensions turning to dust