Progresywny metal w wydaniu Loud Cloud
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The picture of a tree is all I can see
the layers of light
they're all intertwined
First one to sleep, second to grow
third one to move, fourth one to speak
speak and enchant
From the crown where branches are thin
Lights so soft yet cannot be seen
Shapes of the leaves designed by the wind
Touched by the sun and waters within
From the top it grows to the roots
Strong branches carry angels
Fire unveils a foundation below
More solid and stronger surrounded by stone
Let’s look behind the curtain of life, what you’d see?
All obscured by selfish desires and greed
The light shines into the darkness inside
The power to pull it lies deep in your mind
but only reflecting it will help you get out alive!
Four layers, four layers of light
First one to sleep eternal night
Four layers, four layers of light
Second to grow out of this time
Four layers, four layers of light
Third one to move between the lies
Four layers, four layers of light
Fourth one to speak, speak and enchant
Let’s look behind the curtain of life, what you’d see?
All obscured by selfish desires and greed
The light shines into the darkness inside
The power to pull it lies deep in your mind
but only reflecting it will help you get out alive!
Autorzy tekstu: Marek Wyszyński-Komar, Milena Wyszyńska-Komar