Some gray-haired traveler Comes from the depths of time Says he is an explorer Of the forgotten past And challenges young scholars To solve an ancient puzzle
Under the mountains Lies a treasure entombed Within a sacred hall The elders hid their lore
The old man's gift Were mystic scrolls You, brave men of science Must find the place Beware — the air is bitter And the forest frozen — Deep in Siberia
While the fear grows Scorching our hearts This hunt for Gnosis (the Truth!) Sharpens our minds
Drowning under a flow of ciphers Lost in the ancient symbols’ maze We pull through like warriors The light from our eyes shows us the way
Driven by manic passion For the Old World’s mysteries They learn the sacral chants Encircled by shadows Forsaking all doubts
Sigils and drawings Turn into a map To a far-off secret cave The quest is set Anticipation burns But eerie dreams haunt Beware — the fate is bitter For most who roam wild In Siberia!
While the fear grows Scorching our hearts This hunt for Gnosis (the Truth!) Sharpens our minds
Drowning under a flow of ciphers Lost in the ancient symbols’ maze We pull through like warriors The light from our eyes shows us the way
You humans are locked inside self-made frames Opposed to Gnosis, numb in your daydream You can’t be helped, can’t be cured — you’re cold Not knowing your hearts are stopped Moving like the blind, falling like the dead
While the fear grows Scorching our hearts This hunt for Gnosis (the Truth!) Sharpens our minds
The fear grows Like a hungry fire Like warriors we wrestle fear Leaving ashes in our wake
Choking with meaningless ciphers Feeling drowned in a senseless haze We stray among the ignorant, the wrong The light from our eyes casts the path
We must reach for the Truth Tear down the maze And grab hold of the Key Of KnowledgeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
