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Texty: Bolt Thrower. Celestial Sanctuary.

As the sky turns black,
And the earth sleeps in peace,
Roaming the clouds,
In search of a sacred place.
Spirits soar higher, to a land where
they are king,
Mortals shells left with you, within
shadows they dwell.
Take me far away-deep
within the dream,
There I can be free from life's misery
Blood rushes through my veins,
I can feel exhilaration,
The freedom of my mind can take
me far beyond.
Take me far away-deep within
the dream,
There clearly seen life's unreality,
Sanctuary.
Take me far away-deep within
the dream,
There I can be free from life's misery.
Each night I await the call of my
silent quest,
To run through the wind alive in
the darkness,
Take me far away-deep within
the dream,
There clearly seen life's unreality,
As the dawn gets closer-to my body
I shall return,
To live amongst you all, for nightfall
I yearn.