Flying to the kingdom's gates
Swimming in clouds of gold
Fields of green, mysterious place
Where You leave Your sins in cold
Thats not fair, burning hate
Sunrise in the grace of lord
Overthere is so great
When You come across thereshold
Swimming in clouds of gold
Fields of green, mysterious place
Where You leave Your sins in cold
Thats not fair, burning hate
Sunrise in the grace of lord
Overthere is so great
When You come across thereshold
Soteria-way of blessing live When Your eyes died, You cannot cry
So far away from a nasty growl
No chance to save...Your empty soul
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