Текст песни
Taste enchanting vibes,
Fly toward the sound.
In your afterlife
Is no place for fun.
Rise up from the ground, my dear friend!
Do not wait: you'll soon be dead.
Let your spirit dance
Upon the web of Time.
There’s no other chance
To unchain your mind.
Rise up from the ground, my dear friend!
Do not wait: you'll soon be dead.
