Fly with the Spirit Lyrics

Beware! The war of the Maker
And heed not the call of the wild
Where dreams of the evermore won't shine
Speak not, as the devil's laughter
Screams in the face of the blind
And feeds on the souls of the Infinite Child

Fly with the Spirit
Follow the light of the Unborn Child
Fly with the Spirit - to the sky

Hear well the mystery madness
That echoes the word of the Good
But lies in the stagnant pit of doom
Taste not ye the devil's nectar
That poisons the life of His blood
And tortures the souls of the misshapen tomb

Fly with the Spirit
Follow the light of the Unborn Child
Fly with the Spirit - to the sky
Slipping away
Deep into the river of unspoken Truth
Fading away
Deep into the Spirit of unspoken Truth

Beware! The war of the Maker
And heed not the call of the wild
Where dreams of the evermore won't shine
Speak not, as the devil's laughter
Screams in the face of the blind
And feeds on the souls of the Infinite Child

Fly with the Spirit
Follow the light of the Unborn Child
Fly with the Spirit - to the sky

Slipping away
Deep into the river of unspoken Truth
Fading away
Deep into the Spirit of unspoken Truth
Slipping away
Deep into the river of unspoken Truth
Fading away
Deep into the Spirit of unspoken Truth