Deafening screams of the ones
Who shape one world, one experience
Their burning shadows cover the earth
With pictures from the mist
Exhibitions
Risen from the lands of Xul
The lowest forms of life and death
Celebrating the mist
With the voice of the elder we are speaking
With the seven tongues of god we satisfy
Our mind's darkest eye
And time passes by
Faster then it ever passed before
And the greedy generations
Have just fulfilled their need
And slowly shadows cover the earth again
Taken pictures from the mist
Slowly shadows cover the earth again
With the voice of the elder we are speaking
With the seven tongues of god we satisfy
Our mind's darkest eye
Taken pictures from the mist
