Wisdom - Xandria

We scintillate 
Like cedar stones
In plasma veil 
As ancient ones

In cold war years 
You were my fears
But just to gain 
The power to reign

Satan's blood 
In our veins
The pigfaced mud 
Will be slayn

But no one dies 
When blackseas dry
And no one kill
Forever this will
Our wisdom be

Now you're asking
What are you living for?
No sense of life
And none afterwards
What I called wisdom is a flower
That can seldom be found
But not in illusions
You only used to find
A way out