They speak... In the garden of the prophet Divine madness... The order of the cosmic immoral For what is humanity If not forlorn And crawling to my hands When the moment sings For I have read the signs And I have solved the riddle of eternal life The Jinnah have spoken For I have read the signs And I have solved the riddle of eternal life... [From The Dark Past] A face in stone... decayed by age A man who has returned to tell of his damnation Fears so deep, the mouth open wide The scream died away before dawn of this time The eyes - stares so empty The mouth - screams so silent Tell me! - what did you see there? In the darkness - of the past Ancient times legends stories so dark Blackened his sight, now not even the memories are left Back after such a long time the stone is cold as death But what formed it's true fears only the wind is able to tell