Wisdom - Xandria

We scintillate like cedar stones

In plasma veil as ancient ones

In cold war years you were my fears

But just to gain the power to reign

Satan’s bllod in our veins

The pig faced mud will be slain

But no one dies when black seas dry

And no one kill.

Forever this will

Our wisdom be Now you’re asking

What are you living for

No sense of life

And none afterwards

What I call wisdom is a flower

That can seldom be found

But not in illusions

You only use to find

A way out