Skepticism - The Curtain dalszöveg

Wind in the dawn 
Screams 
Does not whisper 
Through the day 
Distant 
Dark clouds gather 
Fear not 
In here 
Storms will enter 
Winds are still 
It is us who move 
Storms are weak 
Against ones 
Who stand time 
Dark clouds 
Like them 
Beautiful but helpless 
Wind in the dusk 
Whispers 
Or stays silent 
The dark clouds 
Stay 
Or slowly shatter 
Sky in the night 
Is dark 
Like high ceiling 
Fear not 
The curtain 
Slowly closes