Coming from the wastelands Full of reason, common sense Where their princliples are blocking minds And you don´t understand Giving you belief, You never touch, you never see But if you dare to try to grip it You´re accused for heresy
[Gabriel:]
Here I stand to find the truth And for ought I know You´re the one to show me You can tell my spirit how to grow
No, the more I try The more confusion on my mind, And on matter how i try I feel my eyes seem to stay blind
[Tree of knowledge:]
No use in analysing, forget about alchemy Because the secret of all truth Is the quest for - and you´ll feel
When you knock right on the door "Forever locked" they say A little man will let you in, For you have always tried - to get inside
You´re in quest for more to find the core Your journey still ain´t over Your quest is your purpose, go on You´re in quest for more to find the core It will be -never- over Your quest is your purpose, go on...