The world was marked by religious Events and philosophical ideas Power relations self-centred Human nature Wonders of creation Natures gift to the world Humanity's pre-history are The roots of civilisation
The dancing waves of ideas And visions of art and science Are like a flock of Birds drawing patterns in the sky Like the motion of the moving tide A picture framed by time A demonstration of distinction Between form and expression
The articulation of time The mirror of the world The articulation of time Every passage will be observed Everyday signs of history Disappear forever more The articulation of time A sanctuary in words
In the realms of expression It's the heart that sings and adores The materialistic evolution Evoke the gods of war The glamour of a golden age The poets mythologise The forces of good and Evil struggle for redemption
The articulation of time The mirror of the world The articulation of time Every passage will be observed Everyday signs of history disappear Forever more The articulation of time A sanctuary in words
We have seen the perfect form But when the information age was born The leaders of the world became Conductors of destruction Piercing the veil of memories exposing reality Witnesses of history The rise and fall of the Mayas
The articulation of time The mirror of the world The articulation of time Every passage will be observed Everyday signs of history Disappear forever more The articulation of time A sanctuary in words The articulation of time
The articulation of time We have watched and marvelled the arts Dali Escher and Monet paint Their pictures unobserved The articulation of time The mirror of the world The articulation of time Every passage will be observed Everyday signs of history Disappear forever more
Wow! It´s a view There is a dream at the inside of your eyes. A stream of pictures passing by It´s like he can read your mind
(He said) Come on!!! I can show you You can see it - As long as you want Come on!!! - I can show you You can see it - As long as you want
Rays from the black side of the moon shining down on you and its twisting your dreams Rays with evil intensions Comes from another dimension a force so obscene
Oh my God! What a noise is that. It´s like a million bees are in my ears This psychedelic trip drives me insane I cannot stop my tears
Sprinkle dream dust over you dark sound rumble, visions blue Restless nights, full of fear A fallen angel rescued my dear
Rays from the black side of the moon shining down on you and its twisting your dreams Rays with evil intensions Comes from another dimension a force so obscene
I'm the Devil's recruiterYour faith and fear your dream reality I'm the Devil's recruiter I will make you scream and loose your dignity
Oh would you please wake me up And talk to me I dreamt so bad, I've never dreamt so bad Would you please wake me up And talk to me I dreamt so bad, I never dreamt so bad And now I am the chosen one I am just a forsaken man Say goodbye We´ll never meet again Cause I will ride out as a sham
To be mean, to distress Be unkind, to make a mess To spread fear, to sow hate To create the Devil's state
Rays from the black side of the moon shining down on you and its twisting your dreams Rays with evil intensions Comes from another dimension a force so obscene Rays from the black side of the moon shining down on you and its twisting your dreams a force so obscene
In this dying light we are blind. In our heart the darkness calls In this nightmare unconfined .But we sustain the illusion
In a certain light we are the same. In certain ways we look alike a different view another game .We sustain the illusion
The angels of light have gone away the darkness falls I'm overwhelmed with fear and doubt I don't know why The world is oblivious I am nothing to it now The void the boundary of worlds the realm without time
The changes are for good cold shivers in the darkness The destruction of our roots we are falling down The overcasting shadow clouding all reason We are indifferent and sustain the illusion
For fear of death the dark grows stronger. This battle goes on and on and on And sparkling point of life above. Our soul enlightenment
Dreams of hope in heart and soul. Dreams of calm before the storm The eternal dance in shadow land. Mind and body enlightenment
the angels of light have gone away the darkness falls I'm overwhelmed with fear and doubt I don't know why the world is oblivious I am nothing to it now the void the boundary of worlds the realm without time
The changes are for good cold shivers in the darkness The destruction of our roots we are falling down The overcasting shadow clouding all reason We are indifferent and sustain the illusion
In the garden of our life . untended dried and withered The seeds of ruin have been sowed.By the hands of destruction
Behind a curtain of denial in between the dark and light Where we choose to look aside. No act of obstruction (at all)
The changes are for good cold shivers in the darkness The destruction of our roots we are falling down The overcasting shadow clouding all reason We are indifferent and sustain the illusion
We, we all hide and run, we´re lost and we´re done. We´re down and we´re out. Out of action! We´re greedy and we´re mean, we´re mad and insane. We steal, we rip, we deal, with alien vain.
Bizarre to see how far, Bizarre to see how deep, a man is going to fall as he loses his grip. But when it´s too late and when it goes too far. Regret is too Bizarre.
But now, we can see, we can feel, that we´re able to fix and have the feeling too, to be careful. And then see us carry on, strike back and hit once, slap twice and finally we find a way out.
Bizarre to see how far, Bizarre to see how deep, a man is going to fall as he loses his grip. But when it´s too late and when it goes too far. Regret is too Bizarre. Regret is too Bizarre
But now, we can see, we can feel, that we´re able to fix and have the feeling too, to be careful. And than see us carry on, strike back and hit once, slap twice and finally we find a way out.
Bizarre to see how far, Bizarre to see how deep, a man is going to fall as he loses his grip. But when it´s too late and when it goes too far. Regret is too Bizarre.