See them as they rise From ancient sands - constructs They're reaching everywhere and nowhere As they're trampling on the archetypes The Listener warns
Tension... Pain... Fear... Violence...
It reaches the limit set by Ageless reason Tension paints logic's hunts Pain dances... (with justice)
Lies for the liar served without remorse Like the gifts bring gifts Altering view
Constant truth - drained of spirit By own will
"Ref..": Waruun Waruun - Drawn in the dust of morning Waruun - The violence of the soul
Suicides upon the altars Of evasion
Feared dissonance kept away - nails on stone As darkness descends Can't find our way out of here Yet... It was built by you Words on the trap-door
"Ref..": Waruun Waruun - Drawn in the dust of morning Waruun - The violence of the soul
Tension... Pain... Fear... Violence...
How could freedom become the cage-maker ? What spoke to the mind-slayer ?