Gently, hold our heads
Gently, hold our heads on high

Aimless time, in fear now hide
Overthrow the plan
Confusion lies in all my words
Mad is the soul

We barricade ourselves in holes of temperament
This is the dawning of a new age
A heart that beats the wrong way
Insanity's crescendo

Gently, hold our heads
Gently, hold our heads on high

Windcolor, second sight
A touch of silence, the violence of dark
Illusion span, the aroma of time
Shadowlife, the scent of nothingness

Insanity's crescendo!

Infinite fall of instinct
Order of one spells deceit
Infinite lack of trust
Order of one obsolete
Oh, escaping time is all we lost ahead
When it's found, can judgment make amends?

From force-fed impressions let us mortify the mind
Each soul to violate, each instinct to be rendered false
Torn asunder be the conventional forms and frames
Now for the blood of heaven unlearn
…And the cleansing comes

Felt a tremor in the pillars of the senses
Cursed victim of a distance near
The first dream, the clearest vision

Aimlessly steer towards our night
We belong to thee
Oh, dearest bliss, unnerving silence
Entangled within

Dimly begotten, in clarity found
Virgin-like tears for impurity bound
Search he, who darken the stars and the sky
Greet now this vision an emerald dawn
Empty the Sun, carve out the wind
Insanity's crescendo, tear out the blinded eye

Insanity's crescendo!
Lament of thunder, take comfort in fear
Lightning veins in crude exterior
Voice the oppression, voice the hypocrisy
Lay down the law that made instinct fall

Escape now and revert the cleansing rebirth
Torn asunder be
Affect me not on darkened vision
Insanity's crescendo

Grimly threat, the footstep's torn
Rebellic stand, the seeker tall
Turn of insanity's hand
Take this darkened vision from my sight

Nailed to the image of ignorance
Each soul to violate
For the blood of heaven