كلمات Ark

Ark of roses, rain down red Crown of silence keeps us still In our conscience In our conscience Into the void where the guardians run, I'll show you a place where they're parting the sun, And the web that you weave, consider it spun Build me an architecture of time Underneath the symmetry Softly sleeps away his turn In our conscience In our conscience Into the void where the guardians run, I'll show you a place where they're parting the sun, And the web that you weave, consider it spun Build me an architecture of time, Show me the fabric that keeps us aligned, If you drew me a map, then I'll draw you into the sky It's the cradle between our hands Beyond the age of man Fixing the fractures in the hourglass. At the end of days traces of us remain Forever locked away… In our conscience In our conscience Build me an architecture of time, Show me the fabric that keeps us aligned, If you drew me a map, then I'll draw you into the skies For as long as we breathe we'll know we're alive In our conscience In our conscience In our conscience In our conscience