Red Den

Way, far away somewhere Hundred centuries gone Red den, old men Smoke like fog Way, far away from me Felt eerily close Side-eyed, ghost life Lived before Incensed vortex vacuum pulled From the underground in Roma To the temples in China In the churches of Armenia Praying Ashram, India Sipping pale soup in Russia Stacking hay-bails in Georgia Kneeling in Japanese forests Silent worship, Germania From above, above Above, above From above, above Oh-oh-oh, from above From above, from above From the underground in Roma To the temples in China In the churches of Armenia Praying Ashram, India Sipping pale soup in Russia Stacking hay-bails in Georgia Kneeling in Japanese forests Silent worship, Germania Nothing can explain these visions Nothing can explain these visions Nothing can explain these visions Nothing can explain these visions