Queen Alexandra S Butterfly

Above the bizarre swamp there is porcelain sky The force that creates form is in that sky Towards the sky birds of destiny like angels fly The essence of the force is truly magical and will never die Begs a question what kind of such power in neural flame will lie Once simplest abstract turns concrete in porcelain sky The force will travel limitlessly high Like queen Alexandra’s Butterfly This is where ultimate spirit will apply Where science and magic see eye to eye Because for every point in spectrum chosen absolute number other points pass by That is the secret of neural flame and glory of porcelain sky Queen’s Alexandra’s Butterfly Is the largest that no one can deny Its wings are like scroll just like a scroll is porcelain sky Thunder writes the story in sky soul writes on wings of butterfly