Sound ye the horns of war Stand and defend your selves For all is here and now Trapped in a living cell
I never knew what lay behind the mask I never saw the treasure I had sworn to keep Chained to this beaten corpse, my prized identity Obsessed and stuck in this time I clung to what they saw in me . . .
As a sculpture to its maker As a candle to the sun Like sand before these desert winds We are scattered and undone My senses scream, the jasper wall is breached.
In my discarded hope I stand to save my own With my back turned against These walls of blood red stone
Where we fell, I see it clearly now The grand deception is falling down Destroyed and free, another whole Now for all to see, the night sky of the soul Know you now, the lapis wall enduresTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
