(7:43)

(Jennings/Dorrian)

We are guided by the moon
Into our palace tomb
Shread of dead king Midas
Whose gold turned into stone
Children of the grave
Entombed in a faceless day
Are we the ones insane
To carry a spirit flame

Skeleton of centuries
Oh solemn majesty
You'll stand again
Unveil the key
Grant life to we
On this violet night
We await your sight

As the splendour falls
Upon these naked walls
In the haunted garden
A velvet raven calls
A temples born of ice
Release a solemn chime
Into twilight thunder
Within the sands of time

Skeleton of centuries
Eternal mysteries

To be continued...