Days Of Dearth - Threshold

Modern man has turned his back on old philosophies

Lost the spiritual universe and gained reality

Worship money, scientists and grim normality

What use are logic, power and wealth with no society

Scan the mind stand by earth, give it time your rebirth

When forests become desert and the seas are filled with slime

Rivers wash the soil away we still ignore the signs

We must rely on instincts we’ve left buried in our heads

Will rich men eat their money when they’ve killed the world stone dead?

Stand behind the boy king’s curse, now we find days of dearth