Текст песни Spiritual Fantasy

Humanity grew weary Of it's doubtful state of mind So it summoned from far and called from near All the wise men thought to be sincere To heal it's wounds and make it whole And the lead the way back to the soul The charlatans they stayed behind To count their bags of gold And some stayed away as if to say I know that my way's the only way Afraid to learn they may be wrong They preach their nothingness at home But the wise men came together with the hope to free man kind Of the rubbish that had gathered in god's name To embrace and trust each other in the search for the supreme And they found that all their teachings were the same And when at last the word went round That all were one and all Many returned to seek the light Nobody claimed that he was right It's sad to know it's just a song To dream and hope still can't be wrong