Race Through Space (Demo)

Please show me your place, take a rest
Race at such a pace in outer space
Music shooting to light
Trapped in the chambers of sight and sound

Belly growing child, trapped within the saddle
Hazard split to nothing, crossed within the land
Stone cold marble in the church
On my throne I perch
Up to my ether
Wings are damp, fuel's out of hand
Child's cries echo across the sand
Child dies, never gonna land
Who knows, living long time
Embryo grows

Over me, arches seem so high
Towers of glass become my sky
Gothic crosses make me cry
Remain more than repetitive life
Embryo grows and my child dies
Repetitive life