Текст песни Blumma Apt - Candlemass

Allseeing eye
You leave your shed
Weaving icy webs
Of cosmic threds
Ask directions
And solid pennies
Must lit the molten stars
Before they vanish
Impatient soul
A spark that passed
Into a diamond blur
Of eons lost
And underneath
The universal will
Someone counts the loss
Of the imbecile