The Ancient Wisdom of Lost Generations After being muted for, four thousand years, the groan of the capstan sings the message clear. Once dying and dormant, flooded out by fate, the stars lead our way. Home to the voices that sing of our past. Home to our memories, that did not last. Hijacked by history, their voices finally heard. Orion hunts again, undoing truths that blurred. Memories awaken, we can (finally) understand. Osiris seeds new life into long dead lands. The alignment of dead stars, brighten the cromlech's peak. The groan of the capstan sings of their stellar destiny. Open your mouth, and your soul. Take your place amongst the stars. No longer a species who are lost, ancestors speak to us through the stars. We will learn it all again, the ancient wisdom of lost generations. Now is the time, to open our eyes. The religion of the dead, terrestrial maps lighting our way beyond. Now is the time, to open our eyes. The religion of the dead, terrestrial maps lighting our way beyond. No longer a species who are lost, ancestors speak to us through the stars. We will learn it all again, the ancient wisdom of lost generations. Hijacked by history, their voices finally heard. Orion hunts again, undoing truths that blurred. Memories awaken, we finally understand. Osiris seeds new life into long dead lands.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
