Galatea - Candlemass

All the songs, the ivory

Floats around so peacefully

And fulfill the scenery

In my time

In the grass, the ogre is slayed

The fragile moment of the day

No need to stay, I know I’ve paid

In my time

Close inside the electric tower

In the centre a white centaur

Afraid of life, the sweet and sour

In my time

Halfway to centurion

Northwest of Babylon

The map is complete, I’ll pass it on

In my time

My peace of mind