There's an apparition flowing through the current
cherub wings are spinning colorful array
I can see the Seraphim descending
mending souls of spirit children as they kneel to pray

How long, must I charade?
How long must I decay?

Maybe this isn't now, but what is to come
Maybe this isn't real
From the grip of these impotent people
My spirit is soaring away
raise me now, raise me now,
raise me now, raise me now

I can see a tunnel elongating turning
yearning souls be cleansed by this immortal flame
I can feel the chariot ascending to the eye of god
I didn't know I passed away

Hang on, don't be afraid
Hang on to the spiritual plane

Maybe this isn't now, but what is to come
Maybe this isn't real
From the grip of these impotent people
My spirit is soaring away
raise me now, raise me now,
raise me now, raise me now

Last night I saw you walking in the mourning fields
I called your name but then you turned and walked away
I followed you across the moors into the woods
I saw you standing there beneath the Lilac tree

Come on, don't run from me
Come on, don't slip away

Maybe this isn't now, but what is to come
Maybe this isn't real
From the arms of my impotent lovers
My spirit is soaring away
Now I don't believe in anything
Now I don't believe in anything