I look over a sea, beloved,
And gradually they all begin to leave.
After everything was given to them.
So this is where I find myself,
With infinite visions
And no words to describe them.
Lost in imagination.
Infinite
Infinite
Infinite
The Sentinel
The Sentinel
The Sentinel
Black Space
Constant Flux
Black Space
Constant Flux
Appeared And Was Gone
Nevea
Appeared And Was Gone
They're Only Aware
They're Only Aware
Nevea
In Search Of A Place
Just Above Our Heads
In Search Of A Place
Just Above Our Heads