The Core

	作词 : Khali
	作曲 : Khali
	The core
	As I cross the border of time and death
	Take a look in the deepest of a black hole
	Gravity drags down my soul too
	Through the sound of dimensions going flattening
	Going nosedive through the void
	Heading fast to the heart of our disclosure
	Waiting for the end to come
	See the light, laugh at resurrection.
	Years and years of thoughts
	Questions without an answer
	Looking for a way
	Unshaped creator of all this
	Fill my emptiness
	Somehow I have to fall
	Once and for all
	Somehow I have to die
	As I step through the door of revelation
	I realize the darkness in my eyes
	No lights and wind, cause no angels fly
	Opposition generating worlds
	State of consciousness and mind
	In a way reduced to moving tension
	Fragmented pictures bound to me
	To this core the source of what is
	nothing
	Years and years of thoughts
	Questions without an answer
	Looking for a way
	Unshaped creator of all this
	Fill my emptiness
	Somehow I have to fall
	Once and for all
	Somehow I have to die
	As I step through the door of revelation
	I realize the darkness in my eyes
	No lights and wind, cause no angels fly
	Opposition generating worlds
	yeiyeah

	zuò cí : Khali
	zuò qǔ : Khali
	The core
	As I cross the border of time and death
	Take a look in the deepest of a black hole
	Gravity drags down my soul too
	Through the sound of dimensions going flattening
	Going nosedive through the void
	Heading fast to the heart of our disclosure
	Waiting for the end to come
	See the light, laugh at resurrection.
	Years and years of thoughts
	Questions without an answer
	Looking for a way
	Unshaped creator of all this
	Fill my emptiness
	Somehow I have to fall
	Once and for all
	Somehow I have to die
	As I step through the door of revelation
	I realize the darkness in my eyes
	No lights and wind, cause no angels fly
	Opposition generating worlds
	State of consciousness and mind
	In a way reduced to moving tension
	Fragmented pictures bound to me
	To this core the source of what is
	nothing
	Years and years of thoughts
	Questions without an answer
	Looking for a way
	Unshaped creator of all this
	Fill my emptiness
	Somehow I have to fall
	Once and for all
	Somehow I have to die
	As I step through the door of revelation
	I realize the darkness in my eyes
	No lights and wind, cause no angels fly
	Opposition generating worlds
	yeiyeah