The fires start to light In futility they fight Feeble against the night
As memory fades The truth is bent
A tale is now born Cold, this forlorn song In denial of the divine
All is lost As we drift ever into sleep We close our astral eyes
In the night Thousand eyed gaze Stares in silence
Feel the despair taking grip Hear the chorus of their fears Swallowed whole by the wind
Eloquent and sly The lie takes on life
The belief becomes the cure This disease that seems so pure In denial of the divine
All is lost As we drift ever into sleep We close our astral eyes
Illusionary script Times hand Painted never ticks
Entranced by the thousand eyes of night We've forgotten the eye of the light
A corruption of the light Disguised as the divine A scripture devised by those Who've lost touch with the divine A choir led by the hands Of those who defile the divine A mockery of the fact That we're all born of one mindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
