Screaming eyes blind to the truth
Under no circumstances live below this roof
Because lies scratch at the soft stone
Tiled round these lands where wandering souls roam
Lavish mountains stooped upon steep hills
Envelope the towns where wet shadows lay still

But anyway thats not to say
That your cares will fall away
But could it be that you perceive
What is right here subtly?

Linger do the scents of dead fires weve fed
Into the darkness of the vast unknown we all now tread
Enticing uncertainties with long blackened eyes
Secrets of our world bleed across the skies

But anyway thats not to say
That your cares will fall away
But could it be that you perceive
What is right here subtly?