Afto Pou Ftiaxni Tis Skies

Skotinia ston ourano sas ma atenizo to keno

s' afti tin psixri ke afilokseni politia pou me eriksan ta xronia.

Ta xronia pou kilisan san xionia

stivagmena se mia troxia gia to pouthena

perimenontas tin avgi na ta aggaliasi me to fos tis

dinnontas tous mia pio aoristi morfi

ekini pou xarizi eleftheria

ke ta perithoria stenevoun otan to telos ine i arxi.

Petrines apsixes morfes na me kitazun

sti mesi tis kosmosirrois ton aniparxton vrethika ke ego.
Tragikes morfes pou sernonte xoris ixni

san anastenagmos pou svinni

etsi xannonte ki afti...

Ena aeriko mou psithirise ta magika ta logia

tin diadromi gia tou paramithiou tin xora

lipame ma den me perni pia i ora

vlepo to fos pou plisiazi ke tromazo.

To fos ine pou ftiaxni tis skies otan kanenas den to vlepi

ke ego arnoume na gino alli mia skia sti mavri tous tin thalassa.

Trexo mesa stin nixta me svista fanaria ke svismenes elpides

san ena agrimi kinigimeno sta egkata tou dasous...

What lies beneath the light

In the core of your innermost fantasies
lies an alluring truth
where all the beauty of this world unveils
in this deeply seductive journey that unfolds...

Listen to the whispers of the lost
let them lead you to those far away lands
and I promise you won't forget
you won't regret...

Run through the darkwoods
against the wrath of the waves
and let the air brush against your face,
the breeze of a vision coming to life

Mysterious motives and incoherent patterns
Little did we know of what lies beneath the light...

Captivated by the unknown
swallowed by the abyss of infinity
Feel the thrill...

Anywhere but here,
this world so cruel and dull...

Amazing places await you stranger...
Just close your eyes,
you'll be where you wanna be...
Where you belong...