Lyrics:

Time conceals itself in errorwhen all is turned to lieon blissful rapture flee from methe liquid light shares its grandeurthe spring of Eden shall never run dryCreation holds its breathTomorrow is no friend of minddrench logic - drench judgementawake - every sence is newFor we know no tomorrowand yesterday appears in fragmented form What now must burnshall with newfound strench emergeDrift through my eyesBacchi gates bid me welcomeDrench logicDrench judgementSo drink from the fountaineverlasting...drownWith these eyes the land can no longerdeceive usHe cried into nothing with the voice of his soulNew logic brought upon the remains of his landthe land deceivesBacchi gates bid me welcome