Besedila: Tribe After Tribe. Enchanted Entrance. Drowning Pieces.

I can see in darkness
i can hear the shadows word
if only for a moment
all i want to know
i know

with the strings so feeble
i lift them up to drink them down
up and deep so you may
await behind my self
and drown

om mani padme hung

i lit them all in pieces
i lit them all in pieces
i lit them all in pieces
i lit them all in pieces and drowned

i listen all the peace is blown
i hear a voice but not my own
so below the falling groans
listen to the graveyard sounds
i drown

i dakini come to play
i set in atoms life to spin
crashing into lands i tie you

i live in all those pieces
i live in all those pieces

i lit them all in pieces
i lit them all in pieces
i lit them all in pieces
i lit them all in pieces and drowned