Standing on the threshold of a wide open door.
A deep breathe from a skyless horizon and ashes fill my aching lungs.
To cast all throes aside,
to watch all doubts subside;
redefining the boundaries...
Through this wall-less labyrinth,
over me your endless flight;
martlets guide me.
To cast all throes aside to watch all doubts subside;
redefining the boundaries...

stand proud; a voice claims: "I am here."
The distance between somewhere and here.
Blurs and sounds, vertigo takes hold but through the opaque din,
an echo will always ring true.
To blow away dusty footprints,
quest for knowledge and virtue in the city of a thousand lights.