[Music & Lyrics by Suidakra]. . Cold and lifeless lay the plains of lore. Until finally silently a spirit evoke. And timeless clansmen rose. By the sound of the old.
Blessed by the blind. For their conscience won't collide. With cruelty of sanity. And the prophetic signs. In the book of life. . For the threat of fortune.
Drown the last discord. To afford a sense of satisfaction. Dissecting the past. To avoid yourself. For a next injection. Of a faked life. . My vision's demise.