I raise my eyes up to the sky
Searching for limits of my mind
Is the wisdom of gods hidden behind the stars?
Or it was always right before my eyes?
Thousands of temples sticking up from ground
Whole world froze in prayer to fictitious god
Eyes of millions twirl ugly in search of blessing
Reasons don't mean anything
Can I do anything
Before my flesh turns into dust and I will sink into the dark?
Will all sacrifices make impact to this world?
Or wasteland will spit it out?
Thousands of temples sticking up from ground
Whole world froze in prayer to fictitious god
Eyes of millions twirl ugly in search of blessing
Reasons don't mean anything
Thousands temples are sticking up from ground
Whole world froze in prayer to fictitious god
Eyes of millions twirl ugly in search of blessing
Reasons don't mean anything
Reasons don't mean anything
Don't mean anything
Cloudcastles - Cruel Sky Lyrics
Cloudcastles - Cruel Sky Lyrics
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I raise my eyes up to the sky
Searching for limits of my mind
Is the wisdom of gods hidden behind the stars?
Or it was always right before my eyes?
Thousands of temples sticking up from ground
Whole world froze in prayer to fictitious god
Eyes of millions twirl ugly in search of blessing
Reasons don't mean anything
Can I do anything
Before my flesh turns into dust and I will sink into the dark?
Will all sacrifices make impact to this world?
Or wasteland will spit it out?
Thousands of temples sticking up from ground
Whole world froze in prayer to fictitious god
Eyes of millions twirl ugly in search of blessing
Reasons don't mean anything
Thousands temples are sticking up from ground
Whole world froze in prayer to fictitious god
Eyes of millions twirl ugly in search of blessing
Reasons don't mean anything
Reasons don't mean anything
Don't mean anything
Searching for limits of my mind
Is the wisdom of gods hidden behind the stars?
Or it was always right before my eyes?
Thousands of temples sticking up from ground
Whole world froze in prayer to fictitious god
Eyes of millions twirl ugly in search of blessing
Reasons don't mean anything
Can I do anything
Before my flesh turns into dust and I will sink into the dark?
Will all sacrifices make impact to this world?
Or wasteland will spit it out?
Thousands of temples sticking up from ground
Whole world froze in prayer to fictitious god
Eyes of millions twirl ugly in search of blessing
Reasons don't mean anything
Thousands temples are sticking up from ground
Whole world froze in prayer to fictitious god
Eyes of millions twirl ugly in search of blessing
Reasons don't mean anything
Reasons don't mean anything
Don't mean anything
Writer: Yaroslav Popov
Copyright: Lyrics © Cloudcastles
Copyright: Lyrics © Cloudcastles