CRYSTAL SONG
Rhodian
Fact - or - your fiction ? (2000)

Our times is mirrored in crystalic gratings,
glanc of atoms look through the space.
In electric sparkling voices hides
and invites us into space.

Plnets of our elements sips from tomorrow,
they quickend palls runs behind horizonts.
and secuses me,and kills me
that run of our tiny dooms.
and kisses me, and loves me,
that run of our secret pains.

We are only loud of dying blue crystals,
whitch dsidnt maniges to develop.
We die here, without fear,
of run of our tiny dooms.
We dream here, without fear,
of run of our secret pains.

Nobody knows my name,
nobody hears my faith,
but I am here, gived me time,
my great pain stasys in one line.