The Tempel Lyrics

The Tempel

[Music / Lyrics by Torbjærn Weinesjæ]







Somewhere there's a gathering



In a place where time exist



The aisle of finest marble



And walls of purest gold







Be quiet don't speak



Hear the silence whispering the secrets



Hear the walls echo dreams from the past







Be still, your in the temple



Of Gods spirit, try to understand



Whispers straight to the heart







Precious is the time you give



Precious is the life you live



Cleanse your soul, your thoughts



They will revive, so alive



Thoughts they will revive







The walls are still speaking



Telling no lies



In the temple



The walls are still screaming



Open your eyes



In the temple







Be quiet don't speak



You are in the temple, time to learn to breathe



Portrait the saviour, there's a crown to receive







Lock the door, toss the key



The fool of death, down on his knees



Wants to pray, wants to stay



Don't let him in



His lounge could easily sweep you away







Act with dignity



You're an heir to the King of kings



Who's message you bear deep down within







Sweet as honey is the fruit of life



Sweet as honey, bitterness will lie



Fill your halls with jewels that never die



Jewels that never die