Lyrics Golem - Protector

Golem

Concentraited powers — mystical formulas
Seven burning candles — hexagonal star
An old and yellowed parchment — full of words and numbers
Limbs of dead material — start to move unsure
A mongolic face — muscles filled with life
A servant to the rabbi — immortality
Golem Humunculus
Golem Eternal life
Golem Unpredictable
Golem Obedient
Jewish myth — a friend
An old tale — a protector
But sometimes — agressive
Myth?
Who knows?
He’s working hard — not resting
But his eyes spread coldness
Myth?
Who knows?
Feelings are not extant, weakness of the mortal
Golem doesn’t care about human foolishness