Isgaard - Time Trip lyrics

Lost in the mists of time Sleeping quietly Waiting to be found While the moon is changing While the earth is spinning round Tales of inside outside feelings Prints and pictures Etched into our minds Filled with dirt and darkness A misbelief is what we'll fi nd It's a time-trip into our past Into the memories of life A mind-trip to see what's last To break the chains of inner strife Bent by ancestral burden We try to wipe out Pictures of the past Memories of a stranger Are we more than just a cast?