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
Appeared And Was Gone
Nevea
Black Space
Appeared And Was Gone
Constant Flux
Black Space
Constant Flux
Nevea
They're Only Aware
They're Only Aware
To Find Oneself
In Search Of A Place
Just Above Our Heads
In Search Of A Place