In a forest of stone
underneath the corporate canopy
where the sun
rarely
filters
down
the ground
is not so soft
not so soft
they build buildings to house people
making money
or they build buildings to make money
off of housing people
it's true
like a lot of things are true
I am foraging for a phone booth on the forest floor
that is not so soft
I look up
it looks like the buildings are burning
but it's just the sun setting
the solar system calling an end
to another business day
eternally circling signally
the rythmic clic
The Evil One
Questioning the future with flaming intent
I kneel before the temples of ice
Crystalised walls rise to 10,000 feet
Behind lies th answers to life
My cold breathless pain, makes me hunger for fire
Must forge on, must remain and fulfil my desire
Inside temples of
Running the tunnels, the icy walls scaled
I strech for the welfare of heat
Staring through clouds of my own fog-soaked breath
The challenge that I must defeat
My heart sinks in fear, as I seek but can't tell
I feel death drawing near, as I reach into hell
Here, in temples of ice
Here now, in my mind's esy
Lost my sight, my soul I find decaying into dust
ICE - Temples Of
ICE - Temples Of