See them as they rise
From ancient sands - constructs
They're reaching everywhere and nowhere
As they're trampling on the archetypes
The listener warns
Tension... pain... fear... violence
It reaches the limit set by
Ageless reason
Tension paints logic's hunts
Pain dances
Lies for the liar served without remorse
Like the gifts bring gifts
Altering view
Constant truth - drained of spirit
By own will
Waruun
Waruun - Drawn in the dust of morning
Waruun - The violence of the soul
Suicides upon the altars
Of evasion
Feared dissonance kept away - nails on stone
As darkness descents
Can't find our way out of here
Yet... It was built by you
Words on the trap-door
Waruun
Waruun - Drawn in the dust of morning
Waruun - The violence of the soul
Tension... pain... fear... violence
How could freedom become the cage-maker?
What spoke to the mind-slayer?
