Down in the ravine, a snake lies coiled.
Leaning from the cliff, a bird so royal
Leaps into
space.
Sundown silhouette, into the west,
Carrying the seeds the snake has blessed,
Falling from grace.
When the sky spreads like a curtain, you will know for certain,
You will face the Astral Rays.
Meet me past the End of Days.
Stars prick the black night. Bonfires burn gold.
Survivors plan war as hearts grow cold
Next
to the blaze.
Children of the Mask sharpen their knives
On bloody whetstones covered with flies
Crawling sideways.
When the sky spreads like a curtain, you will know for certain,
You will face the Astral Rays. Meet me past the End of Days.
Your idea of the future is so very old fashioned.
What is now proven was once only imagined.
Red sky at morning signals the dead.
They fill the ravine, souls full of dread,
While time
decays.
Sing me a proud song.Salute what's gone.
Now dance for the sun, Children of Dawn,
My protégés.
When the sky spreads like a curtain, you will know for certain,
You will face the Astral Rays. Meet me past the End of Days.
Copyright 2008 NADJA MUSIC Reinaldo García
Lyrics: December 4, 2007
Music:
December 8, 2007 Monterey, CA |
