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The blood of the mountains
Falling from the sky
The age of this grey rock
Is so old, as the life that’s passed by
The sound of distant strings
Confused, crawling from the unknown
I’ve watched from behind, as the stones turned by
Like a giant tide with a punishment mission

Mockery into their games!

From the sky the life was given
Was given to us!
Hidden gods who didn’t
Who didn’t have enough
Mockery into their games
Nonexistence – origin of understanding!

At the end of the tracks
With fear I look upon the key
Beyond this gate is there
Enough knowledge, or just a wind of illusion?

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