Mystic Island

Bastian Per

Compositor: Sebastian Prosperi

On my way to the land
A real paradise
I grasp the mystic flowing in the air

It's like heaven on earth
Nature and wealth
But the sense of betrayal still prevails

Reality diverges
Through time and space
Sudden shift to darkness
Chances left behind
Ambition all along
The men behind the curtain have control

Fear!
The air is thick, I'm losing grip
It's getting hard to breathe
The pain I feel beneath my skin
I'm falling on my knees

Faith!
Delirium, the steel so cold
Survival is not that clear
The weaker minds would not withstand
This agony I feel

Fake!
The lies we hear
This overwhelming tension wears me out
Unveiling my demands for life
I cannot stand this hunt