Free all the ghosts enslaving our rainbow
A part of a scientific frame
Found a gathering, the sea of games
Yearning to see what you believe
They want to know words to combine
Clean our minds, detune our waves
Beware of the morning side
The key to a system on the line
We are the gods of the stages we've loaded
They take you away, all of your dreams
Spread our will, raze our seals
Paint us a new crack in the sky
Blind us to analyse your mind
A bridge to the other side
Where we are the gods of pages we raise