Lyrics

Wondering hands, the trees! The naked stones of grey beauty Gathered to kiss the ground's hunger Extatic hate upon man's reply The war against human instinct I summon the dirty blood of what we are covered Still I watch the sky I see within a cry For what we fear! For the why we leave! Naked hands, the forgotten trees Stare as I paint the last eagle The symbol of life The black sign of the sky A last leaf of a tree The only breath left Questions have been made to give no answers On the hill I gaze the fortress Made by Nature's hands It stares useless for the weak ones But precious for those who know the way Still! I watch the sky I see without wanting to cry For what we still believe For the reason we live