Lyrics:

The sand beneath your feet
A yellow carpetin
In the palace of the wilderness
Only king and servant is you
Searching for the pyramid
That guards the emerald board

It was a crescent moon
When you have been initiated
In the science of the black earth
And the optimism of youth
Pushed you in quests
Into the paper worlds
Of the library of Cairo

Crescent moon
Two sides of the same coin
The poor in mind
Are satisfied with what they see
Crescent moon
And they bear the sign
Of imperfection
'Cause they miss the other side
The invisible
Crescent moon

Few words carved with diamond
Could draw the curtains
That cover the glassy cage
Of senses
The warm touch of the starlight
Magnes will be the proof
And the philosophical stone
Your trophy

Grab the golden rope and climb
The imaginary walls of your thoughts
You may fall
But at least you'll have tried