1. TO REVISE DOWNWARD

I follow this road,
Landscapes on hold in the hands of the four,
A horizon,
Like a ocean of gold,
Lighted by a bloody core,
Ruins and forrests as far as the eye can reach human traces,
Vanished with the empty faces and then the fire dies this dream begins to bleach and thoughts becomes ice
Nevermind,
I'm lost in the city lights sourounded by slaves marching into selfdestruction and praying for salvation,
Isn't my meaning of civilisation
Hidden in the streets,
We consume the lights with a bottle of gin,
A concept of sin we are the nights primates,
Shows you your place as wheel nameless beggars,
A spirit to peel ash is speaking our tounges liquid fooling rush's the throats who are the sheeps ?
Where are the goats ?
I followed this road City on hold in the hands of the four no horizon,
Just monuments of failure to the fore I tried to tell you of a world command by lies so open you eyes to raise once voice before the fire dies


2. TO COME TO REST

(Instrumental)


3. FOLIAGE BURIAL

From dead leaves I arise
Through all these years
You've devoured your lies
I was breathing the soil
Bringing visions to life
Thorns piercing the skin like a knife
The appetite entangles
All of those who contemplate
Awakening the demons
Inside of their hearts
I shatter my mind to a tousand parts
And each fragment is my pride
We fall, from the twilight
We fall, into the night
I bury myself beneath the leaves
In these desert places
For a time that is worth living in
Where no human race is