Ash from an urn, floats away As the world burns The bond of our thoughts, though I feel lost Holds us together
A wretched masses eagerly kneels down and prays In the shade of a fabricated deity
As lightning strikes the senses And sets the night sky ablaze A questioning Shepard abandons the faith The blindfolded pious Denounce this decree That he no longer wishes them to be...his herd.
Quake from the earth, there's no words Stand as the world turns Solitary days, trees and streams There's no question what Id rather praise
Let it be heard Ideology has no place to determine our fate I am one, I am none, I am everything As the earth speaks no wordsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
