Gently hold our heads
   gently hold our heads on high
  
   Aimless time in fear now hide
   overthrow the plan
   confusion lies in all my words
   mad is the soul
  
   We barricade ourselves in holes of temperament
   this is the dawning of a new age
   a heart that the wrong way
   insanity's crescendo
  
   Windcolour - second sight
   a touch of silence
   and the violence of dark
   illusion span - the aroma of time
   shadowlife and the scent of nothingness
  
   Infinite fall of instinct
   order of one spells deceit
   Infinite lack of trust
   order of one obsolete
  
   Oh escaping time is all we lost ahead?
   When it's found, can judgement make amends?
  
   From force-fed impressions
   let us mortify the mind
   each soul to violate
   each instinct to be rendered false
  
   Torn asunder be the conventional forms and frames
   now for the blood of heaven
   unlearn and the cleansing comes
  
   Felt a tremor in the pillars of the senses
   cursed victim of a distance near
   the first dream - the clearest vision
  
   Aimlessly steer towards our
   light we belong to thee
   Oh dearest bliss, unnerving silence
   entangled within
  
   Dimly begotten in clarity found
   virginlike tears for impurity bound
   Beseech he who darken the stars and the sky
   to greet now his vision an emerald dawn
  
   Empty the sun - carve out the wind
   insanity's crescendo
   tear out the blinded eye
  
   Lament of thunder - take comfort in fear
   lightning veins in crude exterior
   voice the oppression - voice the hypocrisy
   lay down the law that made instinct fall
  
   Escape now and revert this cleansing rebirth
   torn asunder be
   affect me not; darkened vision
   insanity's crescendo
  
   Grimly tread the footsteps torn
   rebellious stand the seeker tall
   the thorn of insanity's hand
   take this darkened vision from my sight
  
   Nailed to the image of ignorance
   each soul to violate
   for the blood of heaven