Towards My Door 歌词

I transverse myself On the thread of the world Tense in space Until I reach myself On the steps of your refusal I am climbing towards my door This time the harp of the night Plays it song of fears in vain Once for all I have risen over my body Higher than my heart Tonight I have asked of the earth That she model me in the shape of her skin With the old life, and with the new. New not in kind, out new in dimension Not in kind, out in dimension.