Текст песни The Summit's Burn

If the veil were to be lifted from our callow gaze
and our existence split wide open,
it would expose a torrential theater of war encompassing
our rootless pursuits of fulfillment.
If the cloak were to be lifted from the eyes of humanity,
allowing us to see the elaborate strands of thingsGhost Of A Fallen Age - The Summit's Burn - http://ru.motolyrics.com/ghost-of-a-fallen-age/the-summits-burn-lyrics.html
that may or may not come to pass.
Things concealed by cataracts designed to preserve
our wits. If our ears no longer remain silent to the
harmonies and dissonance of overtures that saturate
the skies and omit the ossicles, then our negligence will become our noose