They speak...

In the garden of the prophet

Divine madness...

The order of the cosmic immoral



For what is humanity

If not forlorn

And crawling to my hands

When the moment sings



For I have read the signs

And I have solved the riddle

of eternal life

The Jinnah have spoken



For I have read the signs

And I have solved the riddle

of eternal life...



[From The Dark Past]



A face in stone... decayed by age

A man who has returned to tell of his damnation

Fears so deep, the mouth open wide

The scream died away before dawn of this time

The eyes - stares so empty

The mouth - screams so silent

Tell me! - what did you see there?

In the darkness - of the past

Ancient times legends stories so dark

Blackened his sight, now

not even the memories are left

Back after such a long time

the stone is cold as death

But what formed it's true fears

only the wind is able to tell