Band: Cynic
Album: Traced in Air (2008)
Genre: Technical Death Metal, Jazz-fusion
Space, raise my arms
Space, wake my eyes
Space, grace my heart
Can I be the space for this?
Soft omens
Traced in air
Phantom warnings
Disassembling the Captain's chair
Can I be the space for this?
Will I be the space for this?
Breathe out, breathe in
Out of ruins
We've haunted like owls
The future druids
Drop the crystal goblet forming spells
Can I be the space for this?
Will I be the space for this?
Breathe in, breathe out
Must I bend the sky to realize?
A bundle of thoughts
On a dirty cloth perfumed
To tell you who you are
A bundle of thoughts
On a lonely ghost pursuit
Lost inside the space for this
Raise my arms
Space, wake my eyes
Space, grace my heart
Can I be the space for this?
Will I be the space for this?
Breathe in, breathe out
Must I bend the sky to realize?
Can I be the space for this (I will)?
Will I be the space for this?
Must I bend the sky to realize?
I can be the space for this
I will be the space for this
I am now the space for this
I am now the space for this
I just bent the sky and realize
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