Na pamatku veci ztracenach - in memory of lost things

I am asking now what was it like
Hundreds and thousands years ago,
Now we're passing those places without
Even noticing that we're
Treading on the calendars of ages!

Place a child before the symbols of the Ancients
And it starts playing so innocently
Understanding those curves and lines
Seeing their inner order.
Like a grain of sand from desert
Mergering with the universe.

No one engraves pictures to caves today
There's no need to hear the nature's voice
Werewolf's, faeries and water sprites
Buried in the dust of myths and legends.

Inventing typography, machines and electricity
Started revolution in people's minds
Closed the gates to parallel world's
Only chosen can draw upon the memory of Earth.

Industrial age in world so realistic
Not believing in untangible things
Existence determined only by science
Wax figure closer and closer to the Sun.

Bound by lunatic media
Progress of technology breaks the heart of nature
Imprisoned in illusions... We're brainwashing whole generations.

Lost in myself, seeking and finding
That materialistic madness as a bible
Gifted with speech I spit that sick song
Kneel before the altar and die in the name of global god.

I am asking now what was it like
hundreds and thousands years ago,
Now we're passing those places without
Even noticing that we're
Treading on the calendars of ages!