Other thousand days waiting on the shore There's a stranger knocking on your door Temples crumble down from stone to dust Our ancestors trail now is lost A garden of tears is all that remains The hills are still standing Our prayers were made of forbidden words Are we fading into silence? Other thousand men die away from home All the fireflies now are gone Silent rivers like a funeral march And the ancient sun just falls appart A garden of tears is all that remains The hills are still standing Our prayers were made of forbidden words Are we fading into silence? (Hear the voice within) Is it the river Is it the ape Is it the spirit Is it the snake Is it the lynx Is it the owl Is it the earth Is it my blood Is it the river Is it the ape Is it the spirit Is it the snake Is it the lynx Is it the owl Is it the earth Is it my blood