They're watching from their towers all around the world
Within our dormant spirit, built a proud stronghold
Guard vigilant as gryphons, crumping our desires
They're holding every answer, put questions to the pyre
Light... More light
Light... More...
Blank pages keep turning, the midnight flames are burning
The sages we follow now lead us to the darkest light
Their credos undisputed, rest there in conceit
Give sullen faith to people, keep their torches lit
The blackened ashes flutter, as our hopes come down
Embers of dying pages mesmerize the crowd
Blank pages keep turning, the midnight flames are burning
The sages are wary, our mind is yearning for a spark
Madness and wisdom are walking hand in hand
A trivial longing will tempt them both to burn
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