Anata - The Enigma Of Number Three Lyrics
Reality, my one last escapeI can't hid deep inside myselfI close my eyesTry to cover my earsI'm obsessedNo peace to be foundThree churches with minaretsOn three hills, far awayEvery church has a bellPiercing chimeResonates in my head(Lead: Schalin)One for faith, holy faithRoars like hellOne for hope, bloody hopeOne for loveTinkling *****Optical delusionsUnheard soundsHaunting me, why?These symbols I can't understandOr interpretI open my eyesTo escape from this hellAlthough reality bitesReflection I can spareThree windmills now appearNew visions but I don't careTwo in spin and one is stillEyes now burnSound intensifiedEardrums blowDelirious delirium!(Lead: Schalin)He never solved the riddleNever triedCursed to die!(Lead: Allenmark)Never reachedThe insight that I haveLed to his demiseSo learn from this...If you are a stormy seaHold the mill-sailsIf your soul is groundI prithee mark my wordsYour soul torn apartBy the sound of the bellsMisled by visionsYou will expireConcentrate, gather strengthDon't let the chimeGet to you or your soulIf you're strongNo mill can grind your soulNot even if you areA stormy sea