The Pilgrimage

In the age of innocence and dreams
Upon the well of miracles
Through a mist of reveries
The path snakes to the pinnacle

A golden age of power and grace
When all falls into place
Effort balanced sweetly with indulgence
But as a euphoric fantasy
Paves the way for tragedy
Denial hides the path for an escape

Then, as the dream comes to it's end
Heaven shows it's piece of hell
With no choice but to descend

Weaved in the cosmic rhyme
Encrypted by a code sublime
Beyond perception

Told on the secret page
That silently reveals the way
To the new true golden age

Shadows crawling fast upon
The dying symbols of lost victory
Anguish laying a dark siege
On self-belief and dignity

Still surely inside the infinite mind
The passion still remains
Hidden in a labyrinth of confusion
A pilgrimage to the secret it hides
An epiphany enshrined
Holds the promise of a new rebirth

Now, as the quickening has begun
False melodies soon unsung
One is all and all is one

Weaved in the cosmic rhyme
Encrypted by a code sublime
Beyond perception

Told on the secret page
That silently reveals the way
To the new true golden age

Aarnimetsäin halki käy tie pyhiinvaeltajan
Taakse aavain valtamerten, kohtuun taivaan avaran
Tummiin vesiin sielunsa taivaltaa samooja
Ei määränpäätä matkallansa koskaan tavoita

Weaved in the cosmic rhyme
Encrypted by a code sublime
Beyond perception

Told on the secret page
That silently reveals the way
To the new true golden age