When I see the towers fall,
It cannot be denied
that as a spectacle,
It is a realisation of the mind
I'm standing on a mountain top
And letting out a scream
It's the language of the earth,
It is the language of the beasts
There's no point to look behind us,
We left the corpse behind
Because flesh is weak and forms break down,
They cannot last forever.
Favorite track: HoxA-8A2 Heat From A Distance.