Besedila:
Veni Domine Spiritual Wasteland

[Music / Lyrics by Torbj?rn Weinesj?] These walls are made of glass Not concrete as they seems What is wrong with this picture Behold a gilded

[Music / Lyrics by Torbj?rn Weinesj?] I see your anger I see your fear Time will slowly fade away the youth you hold so dear You're six feet under

[Music / Lyrics by Fredrik Ohlsson] Watching From a static view One password Enter, and proceed Pale light Burns my starring eyes I'm inside

I'm distressed to keep the pace With cold synthetic ways Of the human race I seek a place to rest my mind Who's the guide, I'm blind Truth is hard to

[Music / Lyrics by Torbj?rn Weinesj?] In the darkness of the alley Speaks the silence of the grave But the eyes of my spirit See the shades that seek

[Music / Lyrics by Fredrik Ohlsson] Days of fear He was rising in the deepest of crisis So unexpected as a bringer of order He puts his name up in the

[Music / Lyrics by Torbj?rn Weinesj?] These walls are made of glass Not concrete as they seems What is wrong with this picture Behold a gilded frame

[Music / Lyrics by Torbj?rn Weinesj?] I see your anger I see your fear Time will slowly fade away the youth you hold so dear You're six feet under

[Music / Lyrics by Torbj?rn Weinesj?] Somewhere there's a gathering In a place where time exist The aisle of finest marble And walls of purest gold