The Message Of The Time Lyrics - Singles - Root

Carried by the wind is the dust of the ruined Temples 

Skulls of ancestors dead long time it covers 

Above the pagan Altar an unknown song is heard 

But nobody dances, just Wind, just Wind. 

Stories he tells / ballads of lost times 

It was Him who saw them / heard and danced 

with them 

Made fly veils of witches / of pagan women 

Rustled in beards of / mighty wizards. 

The Wind... the Wind... the Wind... 

In an image of Windstorm / he many things 

(demolished and destroyed) 

In an image of Breeze / foreheads of kings 

(murderers he cooled) 

Distributed seeds / as well as ideas and plans 

Something of everything / he keeps inside though 

The Wind... the Wind... the Wind... 

The Message of the Time the Wind / hides inide 

Once to us he will pass it / shall we understand? 

The old legacy / old as the Time and Wind 

Are we worth it? / can we bear the Truth? 

The Wind... the Wind... the Wind...