Lyrics - The Message Of The Time by Root

Carried by the wind is the dust of the ruined
Temples
Skulls of ancestors dead long time it covers
Above the pagan
Altar an unknown song is heard
But nobody dances, just
Wind, just
Wind.
Stories he tells / ballads of lost times
It was
Him who saw them / heard and dancedwith them
Made fly veils of witches / of pagan women
Rustled in beards of / mighty wizards.
The
Wind... the
Wind... the
Wind...
In an image of
Windstorm / he many things(demolished and destroyed)
In an image of
Breeze / foreheads of kings(murderers he cooled)
Distributed seeds / as well as ideas and plans
Something of everything / he keeps inside though
The
Wind... the
Wind... the
Wind...
The
Message of the
Time the
Wind / hides inide
Once to us he will pass it / shall we understand?
The old legacy / old as the
Time and
Wind
Are we worth it? / can we bear the
Truth?
The
Wind... the
Wind... the
Wind...

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