Текст Ween – The Rift

There’s a rift out in space, and it could be the door, but you know I’m not sure.

If you go through the rift to the palace of ice — might it be nice — is it, paradise.

I’m the commander of time in my vessel of God — I go through the rift to the palace of ice.

We may never come back from the palace of ice because the rift is a door.