Wind Video (MV)

Wind that strokes our conscious heads
Feeds eternal thirst for truth
Fuels unnamed to explode it
With tongues of flames
Which burns numb illusion of order
Tightening circles
Closing traps
A breath of decline
Which turns our illusion of wisdom
Tightening circles
Closing traps
Rain that cleans our dirty minds
Keeps eternal thirst for lie
Oppresses unnamed which escapes
And the air which cannot be found, burns
Whole impression of confidence
And blood accelerates in the veins
And the air which cannot be found, burns
Whole impression of confidence
And blood accelerates in the veins
And then blood accelerates
And then blood accelerates
And then blood accelerates
In the veins
Wind that strokes our conscious heads
Feeds eternal truth