The Third, The Magical

I've been searching some answers concealed in my heart

The spirit within

I've been hunting those secrets with my deepest bottle

But have found none

So I need a deeper diveâ?¦

With the screws on my lips

I am falling down

Into the king´s sea

Feel the rope winding in me

And feel the touch

Of oblivion

Now I´m floating

There is no way out, diving deeper down

In my memories

All the losses and all the minor joys

With affectation

This rope around me tightens again

And I wonder who I really am

Who I really am?

The third day, the magical

A way to believe I´m born again

The third day, the magical

A way to believe I´m born again

Waves of unconsciousness lulling me to sleep

In my own whirlpool

And the fear of sobering up

Is lurking around

But the rope around me tightens again

And I wonder who I really am

Who I really am?

The third day, the magical

A way to believe I´m born again

The third day, the magical

A way to believe I´m born again