The Hour Of Need

Heaven, pushing me under the clouds

Crossing the ocean to gain sense, learn more

Riddles rime, just like the time, it's late

Tick, tack two minutes until we dive

Into this legend we can't tie us to

People rise, hail this grand design



Must admire, pure perfection

Count to ten then all the world will smile to your face

Los Andes Mountains offer a clue

Did the mighty Indians knowledge vanish in the past?

Enter the white savior's rules

Succumb to the fools

Succumb to the fools



Watching the Nazca lines from up here

I fear the world is out of place

A souvenir? A helping hand? You decide

Watching the Nazca lines through a lens

We humans don't know how to place

Enough to dream? Enough to drown? You decide



Ground signs, can't help to wonder how we

Lost all this knowledge, why did we leave this?

Ancient skies mirror what we can't find



This is unexplainable (Must admire, pure perfection)

Even for science today (Count to ten and All the world will smile to your face)

They don't know what they see



Watching the Nazca lines from up here... 



Mathematics, Astronomy, burn the proof



No matter how much I watch this, I don't see the trace of man

Succumb to the fools



Watching the Nazca lines from up here...