(music by MORPHOLATRIA , lyrics by Ansis Markauss)  Just take a look at their eyes  They look around but see nothing  Just ever imagine their painful distress  Not to be children of God's tender passion  To watch around but nothing to see  Staring towards invisible secrets  Eyes in their fingers , nerves only feel  Premortal suffering is now their libretto  Their nocturnal traces draws our nonchalance  Sceptres they hold are moved by gods  Like dolls above gulf keeping balance  Torments of the sighted are only buds  This biting darkness is brighter then fire  How can you put them to be burnt on a pyre?  None of us hears this challenge of future  Sewage washed away our final compassion  Wincing in ignorance by the light of nature  But donating penny as thing of fashion  Behind these eyes is another world  A world with its own mountains and seas  Darkness is their shelter and guard  "Let it happen (then) , just , as you believe."  (Matthew 9:29)  by the light of nature ?  let it happen , just , as you believe ?  traces