Sculptors and Spectres Songtext
von Netherbird

I have wandered where old eyes can′t see
Where great thunder is rolling in from the north
A ghost town along the unknown
An endless processions in a desert of snow

Dare the night to claim and reap the day

Beauty concealed in nothing
Beyond the perfection
The night stars shall be your crown

In the eyes of a dying god
Slain by your hand, the moment before his fall

Divine aegis are shackles
Ungodly the weapon of thought

See your true soul reflected
What you've become
And why you must always go on


The enigma of alpha omega
To hunger for more, for nothing, and for all
The grave a solemn promise to the unliving
Onward pursuit towards a grander state
To some a curse, to some a better fate

Come bend the wind to your will now
Come sculptor the future and fate of your days
Come rise above all the bleak souls
Come light up the beacon and lead your own way

Dare the night to claim and reap the day

In the eyes of a dying god
Slain by your hand, the moment before his fall

Divine aegis are shackles
Ungodly the weapon of thought

See your true soul reflected
What you′ve become and why you must always go on