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@ALBUM: time.to.turn
Album: Time to Turn
Artist: Eloy


@SONG: Through A Somber Galaxy

on my voyage through vast space
towards the heart of brilliancy,
I must cope with the unknow face of a somber galaxy
this universe, seemingly vacant and dead;
shapeless and black as the night,
appears all the same full of life, immensly rich

limited by human sense,
I can only feel the force:
what is near but seems distant;
all those eyes behind countless doors,
that observe me, physically present and real
the knights of light don't resist.
I pass untouched through their guard
I've stood their test

the change of an era has come -
a new age is born
as it's been forseen so long
a period of thought and insight -
man must survive
though he's conjured his chances so many a time
and asked for the gift of life more than twice
his final run of luck has come now.

@SONG: Behind The Walls Of Imagination

a garden wild, yet warm and delightful
a paradise of comforting peace
sound and clear, a gentle touching atmosphere
an open air, serene and refreshing
and nature pure, as it was created
sound and clear, a gentle touching atmosphere
sedative ringing sounds surprise the sole intruding man
he, who's used to the sound of lies
and often changing stands
the sacrifice of brother's hand, deceit with dubious plans
a world that has gone to extremes and has failed

people surround me, peacefully, I can tell
I see in wonder, how our links and bonds fit well

their voices sing colourful and true
an honesty I have never used
ambiguity never does appear
and barriers of speech are not feared

a power strikes me, so positive and real
it hits like lightning, this influence I feel

harmonious singing
celestial bells I hear
from all those people I have nothing to fear

@SONG: Time To Turn

noew we've come to the age
where the splendour fades
and we can look behind drooping facades
the glossy front's just fake
the firm base breaks, as this doomed world slowly decays

illusions fly high
nothing we don't try
to build up fantasies we can believe
the dance on dragon's jaws
in reach of it's claws, destroys the little we could retrieve

we have resigned to our fate
afraid that out time is up now
though it is not quite too late, if we take to action now

we see no future, just today's endured
a tomorrow is smoke in the wind
we dance, sing, play
'cause we feel the strain of living at the end of our time

our legacy
fades and melts away
because tomorrow
may not ever be
so we dance and sing
try to bear the thought of approaching the end of our time

@SONG: Magic Mirrors

follow a faint reflecting light
to the core of all consciousness
that mirrors what is not in sight
or lost somewhere in carelessness
thought in it's purest form, focused here's reborn
leading to higher spheres of soul, heart, and mind

the darkest part of man's unveiled
and brought to sight relentlessly
a balance between win and fail, an even scale of honesty
thought in it's purest form, focused here's reborn
leading to higher spheres of soul, heart, and mind

caught in a whirl of life laid bare
set free of envy and hate
insight I've gained
I've climbed the stairs up to the mirrors of fate

the deepedt source of soul and mind's
portrayed and put into light
no more remorse
glorious truth
rendered by mirrors of fate

@SONG: End Of An Odyssey

welcome my worldly friend
don't rely on me as your guide
I will be of no help, when you stand the turn of the tide
it's solely to the individuals strength
to escape the wheels of approaching deadly fate

don't trust your dusty rules
they've fooled you more than twice
life doesn't have to mean hollowness
if you perceive the truth within yourself
that can give value and sense to existence in time

stop calling heros now
they cannot delay the last landslide
neither undo your past
or be a shelter for the turn of the tide
it's solely to the individuals force
to escape the wheels of approaching deadly fate

@SONG: The Flesh

I am locked up inside a house of solid glass
open the every look of ones who pass
moments of fantasy trade with those of void
images of repose
repress worldly toil

I can't tell the difference between what's real and dream

is this the land of riches
the path to our source?
is this the only key to unlock all doors?
or has my fantasy once again fooled me?
will these signs I see next fail to free me?

I can't tell the difference between what's real and dream

it's as if I awake from the deepest sleep
and as if the road to being seems less steep

these glassy walls that have surrounded me
break and give way for a flow of energy
the freedom I sought
and for which I have paid
strides over my strongly built barricades

the self I really am
that was once disguised
evolves to the fullest
starts it's steady rise
rids the broken pieces of my shattered past
it overcomes the fear
weight, I've lost at last

now there's just space
endlessly new to me
the flash of light enables me to see
and my view touches horizons as serene
as the source of all that I have ever dreamed

@SONG: Say, Is It Really True

say, is it really true
that the flame of hope has grown?
that the spirit has changed
that the few no longer stand alone?

say, is it really true
that the thought of war's lost it's meaning?
that self-made devils died
the idols of wealth and power are sinking?

the coldest night's finally followed by dawn
an outburst of light
that cures the blind
a strong conviction has evolved in time
that life demands deeds we must define

say, is it really true
that once buried virtues now arise?
that the being itself no longer asks for a disguise?

a power that's been neglected, denied
now blossoms and grows, calls out the best
at last the change of an era has come
but there won't be much time to rest

say, is this strength I feel within heart and mind the truth?
or am I deceived once again, painfully abused