The Trojan Horse - Astral Doors

Facing the world with polluted eyes

Diving to see who I am!

Falling from grace now oblivion

Sail out: fade out

My bleeding eyes, only blind men

You’re a serpentine: minds game: fools game

Behind the walls from the gospell

The field of gold, must be lost here

As I am deeper than down

Lead me to embrace, or I will die

Climbing to God in a desperate way

Longing the day when I die

Biding my time in the Trojan horse

Some day, some way

In the burning sun: only blind men

What is to be won?

Minds games fools game

A light ablaze in the open

The ghouls of pain are awoken

But I will follow the road

Away from Babylon, or I will die

Raising my voice for wooden majer

Breaking my back for the master taker

Running along through the flood of life

Locked in a horse, but you can’t hold me out

Working my time in the mortal chamber

Surrounded by walls of amber

Rushing along, though the system failed

This Trojan horse is mine, I can not be