Invisible

Cynics

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If you dig in a dream, if you look for a way to escape from the
darkened hole
Maybe you'll feel and in a corner you'll meet the answer that
you wait

Feeling the shade of an angel of hell
his face in the dark looks in silence at my end
I'm back to the past to find a memory in time
Invisible I'm flying high... I'm flying high!

Flying spirit let me fall inside a magic dream
Invisible in time...
far away from the nightmare of my hate
and invisible I'll fly far away from my hate

If you dig in your fate, if you wait for a sign to seal the
darkened hole
Maybe you'll find in corner of a dream the answer that you want

Feeling the shade of an angel of hell
his face in the dark looks in silence at my end
I'm back to the past to find a memory in time
Invisible I'm flying high... I'm flying high!

Flying spirit let me fall inside a magic dream
Invisible in time...
far away from the nightmare of my hate
and invisible I'll fly far away from my hate

Feeling the shade of an angel of hell
his face in the dark looks in silence at my end

Flying spirit let me fall inside a magic dream
Invisible in time...
far away from the nightmare...
Flying spirit let me fall inside a magic dream
Invisible in time...

far away from the nightmare of my hate!