Word of Truth Songtext
von Cult of The Fox

Oh speak to me politely
Where are the seeds that I have sown?
For our lies they grow like vines
While the truth remains unknown

You answer rather lightly
But it′s creation's word
That we are it and it is we
But from you it sounds absurd


The raven of the abyss
Descends upon my mind
Whispers gently in my ear
That the answer I won′t find

A young child now amiss
Recalls the days of youth
When life and death did not exist
And I knew the word of truth

The Word... of Truth...
The Word... of Truth...
I can't see now, what I knew then
I've tried so hard to learn again
The Word... of Truth.