When Kaizanbar was king his followers turned against him. Tired of digging for gold, tired, weak and old. Some gathered at the golden mine, and laid claims onto the king «Create for us a creature who willingly takes the toll we are worn we are old». Kaizanbar did a magic things; taking the semen of a beast from the west "place it in a female servant" he willed it, her name was Lillith. Out from her uterius they spewed, her spawn, the bees, the adams; the workers, the slaves. Hairy like their fathers now, the beasts yet with grace like their mother of the Grey. Create for us a creature who willingly takes the toll please And so it was the first 2000 years, the adams worked and toiled. Scrape, dig, look, sweat, break, crush, grind, melt. Skin once pale turned black as coal, finger tips sore to the bone. the adams spread and multiplied, workers working, always work. Scrape, dig, look, sweat, break, crush, grind, melt. Follow my command... A purpose! a purpose! Anything you want me to do. Feed me, give me a reason to fill this little life! To conquer and kill any lack of reason to be here and now and not proud But in the night they plotted and then at dawn rebelled. scraping, digging, looking sweating, breaking, crushing, grinding, melting. - All for them! Kaizanbar summoned his army and then at dawn attacked Beneath the Star of Pazanbar and the adams' cries echoed The few adams who survived gathered in caves in the mountains. Tired, weak and old, bruised, bleeding and cold. The firstborn of Lillith broke the silence at last and gave in to a truce with Kaizanbar They lay down their weapons at the foot of the mine Beneath the Star of Pazanbar. «You created us, - a creature who willingly took the toll created us tough and strong We will give in to our masters and gods, who gave us reason and life and blessed us with a matriarch in the form of Lillith. We are brute by nature, designed in blood by you for our solemn purpose to retrieve what you pursuit You gave us strong and able hands instead of a living soul and proved us far inferiour to you, my lords». The truce was blessed the curse was lifted they found a way and thrived together "We, the workers, the bees, shall honour this covenant. Forever." Let us do what gives us life. Scrape, dig, look, sweat, break, crush, grind, melt. A purpose! a purpose! Anything you want me to do. Feed me, give me a reason to fill this little life! To conquer and kill any lack of reason to be here and now and not be proud of who we are! Our lives are void without you We have meaning in what we do Scrape, dig, look, sweat, break, crush, grind, melt. is our bread, and is our mass, don't take that away from us! A purpose! a purpose! Anything you want me to do. Feed me, give me a reason to fill this little life! To conquer and kill any lack of reason to be here and now and not be proud of who we are! Kaizanbar took pity and announced to all «We will leave for the Grey as Ninhagaz before "Long enough you worked and were our slaves Now try to rule alone you own this place» "a sign will be given when at last we come back a spider, moth or lizard shall lead you the right track, a star will shine up brightly like a lost and lonely ghost, you might see it shine in the heavens or you might be its host" That is the sign we will give when we will return Look hard and you shall find us, look hard and you shall see our sign will soon define us and once more you will be given a purpose given a life a chance for the ultimate sacrifice. You will see You will know With blief You will grow. and remember your life and who built it; remember Lillith - the slave" (the adams:) Create for us a creature who Willingly takes the toll (Kaizanbar:) "Be fruitfull now and spread your seed Don't wage war against your own breed" (the adams:) Create for us a creature who Willingly takes the toll (Kaizanbar:) "NO! "Don't demand less painful ways, between your birth and grave Let daylight fill your living days Let no adam own a slave. "Go back to your ways and Scrape, dig, look, sweat break, crush, grind... melt." A purpose! a purpose! Anything you want me to do. Feed me, give me a reason to fill this little life! To conquer and kill any lack of reason to be here and now and not be proud of who we are!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
