Searching the hills afar, unbroken grounds. Tasting the scent of vine, tongue's lullaby.
He ascended from earth's dark embrace, Sulphuric spawn. So he blended into man's mundane ways And decided to wait.
Why do they say that despite all the laughter Every man feels some sadness inside. Don't know if it's true but I'm bound to believe it, Taking their children into summer's night.
He took them all His hungry soul Their spirit's innocence.
Obedience The piper's hands Play melodies divine.
Maybe it's time for my soul's own salvation Even the haunted feel sadness inside Don't know if it's true but I'm bound to receive it Thus this pretension is unspoken right.