Cindergarden
Текст песни Nothing Revealed

Standing on the brink emptiness evolved
Measuring the lines the distances crossed
Burning away open the sky
Nothing revealed... nothing but time

Viscera of yesterday
Time's a knife to have it's way
Only just begun
Crimson of the setting sun

Scattering the ash places recalled
Nothing to see faces dissolved
Coming around broken the sign
Nothing revealed... nothing but time

Viscera of yesterday
Time's a knife to have it's way
Only just begun
Crimson of the setting sun

Caving in circling along
Patterned dream the places you've gone
Merry go round making the call
Time only waits for nothing at all