Weeping the voice goes down
Winds howl through night stormbound
Flesh of a hollow surface
Would cry as the knife now
Hits the ground
Evoke the lust of man
Ecstasy of souls' at hand
A pattern that follows
Writings of the gods, underworlds…
Of a parallel dimension
Sanity's vague mask of faith
Shallow walls of life, the gate
Invoke the inner flame of
Transcendence, accelerate
Growth of wings that spawn the rise
Spirit free of its disguise
Sets free the vision penetrating
Through the veils of lies
Hear the cries
Listen and receive
Nothing left
Of his desperate belief
Another day, another soul
The morning sunrise wipes away the tears I've known
Another day, another soul
The mist of morning hides away the fears I've known
Hear the cries
Listen and receive
Nothing left
Of his desperate belief
Another day, another soul
The morning sunrise wipes away the tears I've known
Another day, another soul
The mist of morning hides away the fears I've known
