作词 : Arch, Matheos
Look to sunrise, man, tell me what you see 
The eagle has flown underground, abandoned you, abandoned 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 scripture? 
Visions of kings? 
Reaper of reality, your destiny the sisters sing 
Vultures scavenge the subconscious of your mind 
Their ally is time for us to fall and yield 
Your mind to the cynic 
We should be held so high and not looked down upon 
We are the root of the country 
Our roots 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 is wild for hunting 
Existence of any one thing has never been but the prelude to ruin 
Wars and temper tantrums are the make shifts of ignorance 
Regrets illuminate depths beyond sin is fathomed 
Wandering through the devil's field sowing his seed 
Guardian angel guide us through the night we compel the light through the 
Master's city 
The Moerea control 
Eternal Destiny 
The sisters all of three 
Clotho she spun much pain on the web to live 
Her thread so sensitive 
Lachesis she measured out the years 
Atropos cuts the thread with her shears 
Time Time 
Time an imaginary line mine not yours nor yours mine 
They lead the blind back to mother's 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 the country 
Our roots 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 is wild for hunting 
Existence of any one thing has never been but the prelude to ruin