Look to sunrise man tell me what you see
The eagle has flown underground
Abandoned you abonded me
Fifty two falling stars are burning up the sky
Blazing torch falls to the ocean bottom where black predictions lie
Have you faith in scriptures
Visions of kings
Reaper of reality
Your destiny the sisters sing
Vultures scavenge the subsconscious of your hungry mind
Their ally is time for us to fall and heal our mind
We should be held so high
And not looked down upon
We are the root of a country
And we're so firm and tranquil
When will the spirits be welcomed
Listen the music is heard again
When there are lofty high roof tops
Carved walls and yielding crops
When the palace is wild for lusting
When the forest if wild for hunting
Existance of anyone thing
Has never been but a prelude to ruin
Wars and temper tantrums are the makeshifts of ignorance
Regrets illuminate
Depths beyond sin is fathomed
Wandering through the devils field
Sowing his seed
Guardian angel guide us through the night
We compel his long constant fight
The moerea they call your destiny the sisters all of three
Clotho she spun and shed the web to live the thread so sensitive
Lachesis she measured out the years
Atropos cut the thread with her shears
Time time time
An imaginary line
Might not you nor yours mine
They lead the blind
Back to mothers womb
Tomb of the unborn child
Coming events cast their shadows before
Wintery wind the eye of the storm
Witness the past the future
Holds more prelude to ruin
We should be held so high
And not looked down upon
We are the root of our country
And we're so firm and tranquil
When will the spirits be welcomed
Listen the muse is heard again
When there are lofty high roof tops
Carved walls and yielding crops
Palace is wild for lusting
When the forest if wild for hunting
Existance of anyone thing
Has never been a-