On virgin soil serpents are born

Blind are their eyes, blinding's their bane

Feigned happiness real is as death

Hypocrites' plague infects the mind of man



There is that fear like a curse extending in veins

There is that torment that impairs thee

Roving in shadows

Yet with flame that glows in my heart

There on my way all alone, so alone, not alone



Only with eyes of a pure heart

Maybe some day you can see me

Faith be your guide when the sorrow encircles your self

Walking the path of a pure heart

Maybe someday you can meet me

Faith be your shine if the anguish eclipses your sight



Under the skin innocence breathes

Inherent grace, free from this waste

Insight and pain - sacred romance

Freedom not greed - a doubtless choice for me to make



There is a pureness that so real reveals in my dreams

There is a beauty that I long for

Covered by shadows, yet it's there so close in my sight



Waiting till shades are gone

Waiting till shades are gone...



Hailed shall be the ones who see what others can not

For no assumption I will waste my reason

The promised lands of sand are raised and troths build on tales

From heights I now behold the circus' credo



Solo: Equilibrian Epicurius

Solo: Trascendental Protagonist



Hailed shall be the ones who see what others can not

For no assumption I will waste my reason

The promised lands of sand are raised and troths build on tales

From heights I now behold the circus' credo



Only with eyes of a pure heart

Maybe some day you can see me

Faith be your guide when the sorrow encircles your self

Walking the path of a pure heart

Maybe someday you can meet me

Faith be your shine if the anguish eclipses your sight