Il testo della The watchtower

Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast
A distant symbol of our beyond
Life lies in front of us
Sacred ground, rotten earth
Ashes to dust
Flesh decomposed
Caressing the sacred ground
Where the deadened corpses lie
A sepulchural misty night
With a whiff of the macabre
Silently watching the stones
Put there as a symbol of death
Our minds united; a force is lit,
And insight creates
A humanoid watchtower, reaching for
Their souls to the sky
For a glance onto
The other side....