The Secret Ritual

Close your eyes.
Enter the dream.
Mystic books are open in the air,
leaving us without a single care.
The night is heavy. The moon is high.
We are ready for the stars to align.
Dance with me inside this sacred space.
Leave a memory time cannot erase.
Let the violin strings lead the way to the places where we used to stray.
With the guitar and the ancient oud, we are changing the entire mood.
Feel the bass line crawling in your veins, washing over all our human pains.
The dynamic rhythm never stands still.
Moving up against our own free will.
Skrypka plays a nostalgic theme like a fragment of a broken dream.
Dance with me inside this sacred space.
Leave a memory time cannot erase.
Let the violin strings lead the way to the places where we used to stray.
With the guitar and the ancient oud,
we are changing the entire mood.
Feel the bass line crawling in your veins, washing over all our human pains.
Close your eyes.
Enter the dream.