Symbel

The Willing Suspension Of Disbelief
A song of heathen defiance and a redefinition of faith. Take a new look at god In the dust it's the wrong way round Speak the place names and days Let the honey drip from your tongue The dew that runs from the before We're not scared of believing In the gods of before Inside us they are breathing We can wake them all A wise man knows himself And a fool knows the rest Universalism sets our eyes in the sand I know where the cool blue air Waits for the children Just be there, in how you feel Just be there, await the steel We're not scared of believing In the gods of before In our lands they are breathing Time to wake them up In our lore... In our hearts.... In our minds... Don't be scared of believing SongtexteIn the gods of before In our lives shallow breathing I and I and us. I pick up the spear that our Ancestor has thrown Clean it of its darkness Ignorance and corruption And throw it on Newly shined For another 1500 years. Aus Songtexte Mania