Are your eyes, so bright
Allowed to see our fallen paradise?
The leaves and a prophecy
Had granted power through the mist, oooh oh Yeah, right! Hundreds of years went by For a man to poke around
Yeah, right, this shaman’s eyes are awake
And’s never too late
Holy one, shall we bow to the march of time?
Holy one, or is this the omen?
Your voices have drawn the way
Millions falling, by their own clouds
Visions of children in black and white
Don’t leave behind the promises you made
Now they are one with the empty grey lord
Yeah, right, hundreds of years passing by So there’s no time to fall apart
Yeah, right, a painful story must end
I must find her
Holy one, shall we bow to the march of time?
Holy one, or is this the omen?
Your voices have drawn the way
You are the knowledge I’m the key
Let’s break down the seal
Let’s break down the seal, ooh
Tell me the way to reach a god
Fire and blood foretold
Fire and blood foretold
Follow the voice to some place
Holy one, shall we bow to the march of time?
Holy one, or is this the omen?
Your voices have drawn the way
Holy one, shall we bow to the march of time?
Holy one, or is this the omen?
Your voices have drawn the way
Follow the voices on the fire