Threshold - Days Of Dearth

Days of Dearth Modern man has turned his back on old philosophies, Lost the spiritual universe and gained reality, Worship money, scientists and grim normality. What use are logic, power and wealth with no society? Scan the mind stand by earth, Give it time your rebirth. When forests become desert and the seas are filled with slime, Rivers wash the soil away we still ignore the signs. We must rely on instincts we've left buried in our heads. Will rich men eat their money when they've killed the world stone dead? Stand behind the boy king's curse, Now we find days of dearth. Days of dearth… Days of dearth… Days of dearth… Days of dearth… Days of dearth… Days of dearth… Days of dearth… Days of dearth…