The Enigma Of Number Three Lyrics - Anata

Reality, my one last escape 

I can't hid deep inside myself 

I close my eyes 

Try to cover my ears 

I'm obsessed 

No peace to be found 

Three churches with minarets 

On three hills, far away 

Every church has a bell 

Piercing chime 

Resonates in my head 

[Lead: Schalin] 

One for faith, holy faith 

Roars like hell 

One for hope, bloody hope 

One for love 

Tinkling fuck 

Optical delusions 

Unheard sounds 

Haunting me, why? 

These symbols I can't understand 

Or interpret 

I open my eyes 

To escape from this hell 

Although reality bites 

Reflection I can spare 

Three windmills now appear 

New visions but I don't care 

Two in spin and one is still 

Eyes now burn 

Sound intensified 

Eardrums blow 

Delirious delirium! 

[Lead: Schalin] 

He never solved the riddle 

Never tried 

Cursed to die! 

[Lead: Allenmark] 

Never reached 

The insight that I have 

Led to his demise 

So learn from this... 

If you are a stormy sea 

Hold the mill-sails 

If your soul is ground 

I prithee mark my words 

Your soul torn apart 

By the sound of the bells 

Misled by visions 

You will expire 

Concentrate, gather strength 

Don't let the chime 

Get to you or your soul 

If you're strong 

No mill can grind your soul 

Not even if you are 

A stormy sea