We await the silent empire The timeless domain of disinherited ones We do
believe in silence All that is hidden and hushed serves our quest
The
spaceless kingdom of ones that expect The nameless worshippers of future to
come When the courier's sign glimmers in the dark We rise our eyes in
wait
Our heads - that's where it dwells Our hearts - that's where it
ripens Our hopes - that's where it reigns You'd better never antagonize
the horn
We wish to disremember the defeated cause Lost in the maze
of the world We restlessly seek way out and up To evil towers, to another
fall from grace into pride
There in the world they think they
conspire How pitiful seems their toil and plot We drop out letters into
waste bins in the streets And gather to read the words of those who
concoct
Our heads - that's where it dwells Our hearts - that's where
it ripens Our hopes - that's where it reigns You'd better never
antagonize the horn
The empire, it is in us The horn, there you can
see The message, this should come soon Trystero, the name we behold We're
from the outer empire
Our heads - that's where it dwells Our hearts -
that's where it ripens Our hopes - that's where it reigns You'd better
never antagonize the horn