Stone Carved Eyes - Communic

Monuments, rise upon arrival

Bizarre theories

Questions and controversies remain

Left clues to their origin in the stones

Did isolation create this enigma?

Anyone who tries to break the code

Will have to sacrifice their precious life

We can not make our holy God cry

Fire will flood from his mouth on the hill

Anyone who tries to break the code

Will have to sacrifice their precious life

We can not make our holy God cry

Fire will flood from his mouth on the hill

Paradise, surrounded by an endless blue

Alone in this world

Waiting for salvation to come

Outcasts, for reason still unknown

Voyagers, found it empty and abandoned

Anyone who tries to break the code

Will have to sacrifice their precious life

We can not make our holy God cry

Fire will flood from his mouth on the hill

Any one who tries to break the code

Will have to sacrifice

Their one chance in life

And when the darkness falls on shores

Olden rites from a secret lore

Stone carved eyes leaves a shadow mark

Deep in these eyes reads a prophecy

A lost continent of liquefying stone

Burned through the crust

And erupted into the Earth

A lifeform unknown

Looking out on the coming wave

Waiting for what to come

Mold the statue of pure fear obsession

Afraid of what to come, mold the statue

Afraid of what to come, mold the statue

So observe meant to please the Gods

Afraid of what to come, mold the statue

So obscure meant to please the Gods

… The Gods

And when the darkness falls on shores

Olden rites from a secret lore

Stone carved eyes leaves a shadow mark

Deep in these eyes reads a prophecy

Moon dance in the skyline

Where the oceans meet

Trigger the mind of the staring stone eyes

A lifeform unknown

Looking out on the coming wave

Waiting for what to come

Mold the statue so pure

A lifeform unknown

Looking out on the coming wave

Waiting for what to come

Mold the statue of pure fear obsession

And when the darkness falls on shores

Olden rites from a secret lore

Stone carved eyes leaves a shadow mark

Deep in these eyes reads a prophecy

A view of reason

Rotation of the sun

To fulfill their God’s prophecy

Mold the statue of pure fear obsession

Disappearing in the vast-seas

Wiped away by a tidal wave?

And when the last tree went down

They left a mark for the future to find

Afraid of what to come, mold the statue

So obscure meant to please the Gods

Is this a clue to the modern race

Who left this mark

Of fear in cold stone…