Текст песни

The faces of your mother
The faces of father and your daughter
Lost

The promise of tomorrow will only
End in sorrow, endless sorrow

Lost
Dwarfed by giants
Silent fathers of the grove

Streams of light
Following our gestures
At treacherous heights

Lost
Dwarfed by giants
Silent fathers of the grove

Unobsequious night follows
Blowing a wind note
A century of blasphemers

Streams of light
Remind of pastures
From a different time

Carefully watching you
Open and close your eyes
A moment of tensionless
Quiet and lucid times

I closely follow you
Wandering through the vines
Tracking your every move
Resisting the crooked lines

Straining to see you now
A stand of a different kind
Darkness descends on me
Searching for all the signs

Blistering open wounds
These are the sacred shrines

I fall in a shallow stream
Stinging and burning
(Falling right through it)

Alone and I lost my way
Savage and ravenous
Asleep in the towering woods
Bleeding from every pore
(Falling right through it)