Album: Wounded Land
Modern man has turned his back on old philosophies
Lost the spiritual universe and gained reality
Worship money, scientists and grim normality
What use are logic, power and wealth with no society
Scan the mind stand by earth, give it time your rebirth
When forests become desert and the seas are filled with slime
Rivers wash the soil away we still ignore the signs
We must rely on instincts we’ve left buried in our heads
Will rich men eat their money when they’ve killed the world stone dead?
Stand behind the boy king’s curse, now we find days of dearth