Текст песни Atoll Nerat - Скептицизм

Ancient buildings ruins
Bones crunch underfoot
Abandoned gravestones
Covered with dry flowers
A place without words
City in death grin froze
Shadows of the Ancient Warriors
They rule their trident between the graves
Burn candles trying to comprehend the wisdom of books
... the ego gobbled up your freedom
Read, read! Thoughts of the Great Ancients!
Your skepticism won't let you fly away
Look at the trees and grass
Their peace does not bother your fate
And if you drink poison
It will be only your fault
Stone cross
Will be the point in your fate
Exchange eternal peace
To eternal cry for yourself