Sunburned Hand Of The Man - Every Direction lyrics

Hear me I, who am merely the surveyor of these ruins I have measured these crumbling avenues in every direction These tumbled esplanades These terraces And these sanctuaries I am the father of fathers The mother of mothers I open my mouth to speak in the midst of silence My cause to be, that men should have a path on which to tread I open the eyes of all that they might see My right eye is the day My left eye is the night