Look to sunrise man tell me what you see   The eagle has flown underground    Abandoned you abonded me   Fifty two falling stars are burning up the sky   Blazing torch falls to the ocean bottom where black predictions lie      Have you faith in scriptures   Visions of kings   Reaper of reality    Your destiny the sisters sing   Vultures scavenge the subsconscious of your hungry mind   Their ally is time for us to fall and heal our mind      We should be held so high    And not looked down upon   We are the root of a country   And we're so firm and tranquil   When will the spirits be welcomed   Listen the music is heard again   When there are lofty high roof tops    Carved walls and yielding crops   When the palace is wild for lusting   When the forest if wild for hunting   Existance of anyone thing    Has never been but a prelude to ruin      Wars and temper tantrums are the makeshifts of ignorance   Regrets illuminate    Depths beyond sin is fathomed   Wandering through the devils field    Sowing his seed      Guardian angel guide us through the night   We compel his long constant fight      The moerea they call your destiny the sisters all of three   Clotho she spun and shed the web to live the thread so sensitive   Lachesis she measured out the years   Atropos cut the thread with her shears      Time time time    An imaginary line    Might not you nor yours mine   They lead the blind    Back to mothers womb   Tomb of the unborn child      Coming events cast their shadows before   Wintery wind the eye of the storm    Witness the past the future    Holds more prelude to ruin      We should be held so high    And not looked down upon   We are the root of our country   And we're so firm and tranquil   When will the spirits be welcomed   Listen the muse is heard again   When there are lofty high roof tops    Carved walls and yielding crops   Palace is wild for lusting   When the forest if wild for hunting   Existance of anyone thing    Has never been a-