In a year of a past age some innocents survived
There was a terrible crying due the light in the sky

Was a sign in the sky...
Was a sign in the sky...

Unbeliever make your best bet, you can bet your poor life
Ensured by the grey sages, our presence is in the stars!

The scale of your poor wit, will never make you understand
Secrets of the universe stored in the ancient minds

In a year of a past age some innocents survived
There was a terrible crying due the light in the sky

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