Dol Theeta Mud
The crystal cave, still hides the clouds
Still hides my freedom
The raining maze, invites my soul
Invites my wisdom
The darkest sun, still blinds my heart
Still blinds my vision
The brightest black, still hides the truth
Still hides the vision
Fate made of skull
Breathe through the mud
Save me
The voice of Reason, flight into the night
The voice of Reason, staring at the door
The voice of Reason, flight into the night
The voice of Reason, breathe now through the mud
