blind trust we find for light justified
but the sight that we know is not true
chasing what we hold
facing what were sold
the ambiguities grow
in this forest of ghosts
based on what we feel
can our truth be real
secrets will be sown
in this forest of ghosts
ousted forms
played before
now was born
all we know
all we see
mystery
death to dust
we readjust
we learn to trust
within the soil
a secrets lies
to ancient ties
blind trust we find
for light justified
but the sight that we know
is not true
living death unseen
living death we breath
upon a grave we grow
ignoring forests of ghosts
as singular as sand
gathers on the land
into a mountain grows
forest of ghosts
ousted forms
played before
now was born
all we know
all we see
mystery
death to dust
we readjust
we learn to trust
within the soil
a secrets lies
to ancient times

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN