Shaped by the Void Songtext
von Vorvaň

Sometimes I dream of blossoms along that thin road
I reckon we′ve been used to taking somewhere close
To the land we've known, to the land where we′ve grown
Undying realm I will never dare call home again

O the eagle burnt up in the fire
Yet not a feather's scorched
O the eagle swallowed by the ocean
Yet not a feather's moist
Can I feel now, feel again
Or are we dead
We go and flow then and fly on
But then we′re dead

Contemplations that we pursued
Hesitations that kept us mute
Everything appears just fake
Speculations we had to learn
False narrations now bring to ought
All this mess we tried to rake


The less I held myself the more I seemed to care
Why can′t it simply drown in other memories

Now that boulevard, those dreadful stones
That lazy sunlight, the very place we've roamed
Thou had shown me void
That shaped young man′s voice
Back to groves again, the birchwood talks
Sweet ideal Christ, the very tales I scorn
Thou hast fed me lies
Wetted young man's eyes

I don′t know if you realise when your time's gone
That he who marched out of step just heard another drum
I heard another drum

Awful reasoning and heavy dole
The faithful chanting that led us all way home
Thou hast taught me faith
I must not regret

Thou had shown me void
That shaped young man′s voice