[Touched by the Crimson King] 13 Spatial Architects
Space, their true asylum The ancient ones they travel on The architects of our way In the dark we stay!
The knowledge that you seek is deep inside you The knowledge that you seek just may reveal The knowledge that you seek just may reveal That things are not what they may seem
Can't you wake up and see? For our own good they tried to deceive You must learn to believe That mankind's blind and trying to see The architects have left us many signs But the answers lie in death
Fate Predestination Manifest Manipulate The architects of our way In the dark we stay! The knowledge that you seek is deep inside you The knowledge that you seek just may reveal The knowledge that you seek just may reveal That things are not what they may seem
Can't you wake up and see? For our own good they tried to deceive You must learn to believe That mankind's blind and trying to see The architects have left us many signs But the answer lie in death
If you're asking yourself Who you really are And you question the force-fed religions of man And you know You know it just can't be You know it just can't be So cleanse your mind So cleanse your mind Fear in God's pillar and It has made you blind
Can't you wake up and see? For our own good they tried to deceive You must learn to believe That mankind's blind and trying to see The architects have left us many signs But the answers lie in death
If you're asking yourself Who you really are And you question the force-fed religions of man And you know You know it just can't be You know it just can't be So cleanse your mind So cleanse your mind Someone must hold the key Someone must hold the key The ones who sowed the seed The ones who sowed the seed Faith is the final key The final key What lies beyond the stars Lies beyond the stars Can't you wake up and see? Wake up and see! Oh you must learn to believe Our makers, our framers, our fathers, our gods The architects roam on their quest for a spirit unknown If you're asking yourself who you really are And you question the force-fed religions of man And you know... Our makers, our framers, our fathers, our gods The architects roam on their quest for a spirit unknown