Gently hold our heads gently hold our heads on high
Aimless time in fear now hide overthrow the plan confusion lies in all my words mad is the soul
We barricade ourselves in holes of temperament this is the dawning of a new age A heart that beats the wrong way insanity's crescendo
Gently hold our heads gently hold our heads on high
Windcolour - second sight a touch of silence with the violence of dark Illusion span - the aroma of time shadowlife and the scent of nothingness
insanity's crescendo
Infinite fall of instinct order of one spells deceit Infinite lack of trust order of one obsolete
Oh, escaping time is all we lost ahead? When it is found, can judgement make amends?
From force-fed impressions let us mortify the mind each soul to violate each instinct to be rendered false
Torn asunder be the conventional forms and frames now for the blood of heaven Unlearn and the cleansing comes
Felt a tremor in the pillars of the senses Cursed victim of a distance near The first dream - the clearest vision
Aimlessly steer towards our night we belong to thee Oh, dearest bliss, unnerving silence entangled within
Dimly begotten in clarity found virginlike tears for impurity bound Beseech he who darkens the stars and the sky greet now this vision an emerald dawn
Empty the sun - carve out the wind Insanity's crescendo tear out the blinded eye
Insanity's crescendo
Lament of thunder - take comfort in fear lightning veins in crude exterior Voice the oppression - voice the hypocrisy Lay down the law that made instinct fall
Escape now and revert the cleansing rebirth torn asunder be Affect me not; darkened vision insanity's crescendo
Grimly tread the footsteps torn rebellious stand the seeker tall The thorn of insanity's hand take this darkened vision from my sight
Nailed to the image of ignorance Each soul to violate for the blood of heaven