Walk in Mindfields - Ivanhoe

Looking for a pleasure

Where the end of all the things that you have done

Is lying closer that what ever else you father told you, son

It’s real, your enemym spitting at your howling at the moon

This nature comes again

Making sure your last days coming soon

This is the end

No turning back

Ride on insanity of truth

I am high to live for tomorrow

So you find another way in you

And your eyes won’t see a thing

In the face of death now

Where your spirits just a whisper in the wind

Heaven’s closer

While the memory of it all will fade too soon

You’ve got to understand spirits rising

Sun goes round the moon

You walk in midfileds

Touch the flame

Your last days coming soon

This is the end no turning back

Ride on insanity of truth

I am high to live for tomorrow

So I’ll find another way in you

And my eyes are blind to see