Into the womb of perfect things
Attracted by a misterious gravity...
I was sleeping but I was awaked
Into my deep second life
When creatures wearing white vests
Brought me to our ancestral birth
At the moment of inattention I've perceived
The sound of something...
Infinity...
Indefinite...

Over the conscience of sin and limitation
Passing on frequencies before all Gods' creation.

Forgotten, Vortex through the times
Revolving the black lost image
Create! The Mystical Blind
He can see everything in His dark fate.

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