Spatial Architects Lyrics - Touched By The Crimson King - Demons & Wizards

Space, their true asylum 

The ancient ones they travel on 

The architects of our way 

In the dark we stay 

The knowledge that you seek is deep inside you 

The knowledge that you seek just may reveal 

The knowledge that you seek just may reveal 

That things are not what they may seem 

Can't you wake up and see? 

For our own good they tried to deceive 

You must learn to believe 

That mankind's blind and trying to see 

The architects have left us many signs 

But the answers lie in death 

Fate, predestination, manifest, manipulate 

The architects of our way 

In the dark we stay 

The knowledge that you seek is deep inside you 

The knowledge that you seek just may reveal 

The knowledge that you seek just may reveal 

That things are not what they may seem 

Can't you wake up and see? 

For our own good they tried to deceive 

You must learn to believe 

That mankind's blind and trying to see 

The architects have left us many signs 

But the answer lie in death 

If you're asking yourself, who you really are? 

And you question the force-fed religions of man 

And you know, you know it just can't be 

You know it just can't be 

So cleanse your mind 

So cleanse your mind 

Fear in God's pillar and 

It has made you blind 

Can't you wake up and see? 

For our own good they tried to deceive 

You must learn to believe 

That mankind's blind and trying to see 

The architects have left us many signs 

But the answers lie in death 

If you're asking yourself, who you really are? 

And you question the force-fed religions of man 

And you know, you know it just can't be 

You know it just can't be 

So cleanse your mind 

So cleanse your mind 

Someone must hold the key 

Someone must hold the key 

The ones who sowed the seed 

The ones who sowed the seed 

Faith is the final key, the final key 

What lies beyond the stars 

Lies beyond the stars 

Can't you wake up and see? 

Wake up and see 

Oh, you must learn to believe 

Our makers, our framers, our fathers, our Gods 

The architects roam on their quest for a spirit unknown 

If you're asking yourself, who you really are? 

And you question the force-fed religions of man 

And you know 

Our makers, our framers, our fathers, our Gods 

The architects roam on their quest for a spirit unknown