Words sound again

From the sacred times

Gift from the hands

Of them first godlike

All your opinions

Will fade and fall

Open up your eyes

Lights from the homeland

Will glow your mind

Feel all the echoes

That blur and chime

Hints of the reasons passing by

They lie, you try

They lie, you try

Catch your wind and go away

Undernearth the moon

You'll be one to understand

What is in your way

They lie, you try

They lie, you try