Tentacles

By paths regressive I'd walk
Back to (the) primeval coil
When older beings stood still
Blended in sheer harmony

I call for forces unknown
Fallen into oblivion
And carved into memories
Forbidden for us to see

The wheel of Time keeps turning
Wish it was mankind morning
The weight of Earth I feel
The depth of skies I sing

From the scars of odd worlds
Collapsed through bleak centuries
Civilizations that mankind forgot be reborn

Witness resurging tall temples
I'd never seen before
Across the open sea
Tentacles rise from the deep

The wheel of Time keeps turning
Wish it was mankind morning
The weight of Earth I feel
The depth of skies I sing

The wheel of Time keeps turning
Wish it was mankind morning
The weight of Earth I feel
The depth of skies I sing

The wheel of Time keeps turning
Wish it was mankind morning
The weight of Earth I feel
The depth of skies I sing

The wheel of Time keeps turning
Wish it was mankind morning
The weight of Earth I feel
The depth of skies I sing