Lyrics to Moniachal Altered Islands
With a mask painted on
She becomes the object of affection
Centuries past, she still avoids detection
She is developed as the questioned con
The hands of a genius
At the mercy of the brush of knowledge
Resting upon the minds edge
On and on, the puzzle is continuous
Through the secret initiation
The seed of evil is passing once again
Walking amongst the living men
This immortal is caught in a confliction
Turn your hands to the sky
Follow the encrypted code
The lurk of the smiling grin
The stories meaning comes from within
A distant mind
Living in the near past
His gifts perverted and harassed
We are genetically one kind
In his scribes left for the future
His work and his brain have become shrines
Lay the clear lines down
A legend forming creature
She tells a long lost story
Depth by depth
She is still to take her breath
Breaking out of this conformitory
She becomes the object of affection
Centuries past, she still avoids detection
She is developed as the questioned con
The hands of a genius
At the mercy of the brush of knowledge
Resting upon the minds edge
On and on, the puzzle is continuous
Through the secret initiation
The seed of evil is passing once again
Walking amongst the living men
This immortal is caught in a confliction
Turn your hands to the sky
Follow the encrypted code
The lurk of the smiling grin
The stories meaning comes from within
A distant mind
Living in the near past
His gifts perverted and harassed
We are genetically one kind
In his scribes left for the future
His work and his brain have become shrines
Lay the clear lines down
A legend forming creature
She tells a long lost story
Depth by depth
She is still to take her breath
Breaking out of this conformitory
