Deafening screams of the ones Who shape one world, one experience Their burning shadows cover the earth With pictures from the mist... Exhibitions...
Risen from the lands of Xul The lowest forms of life and death Celebrating the mist
With the voice of the elder we are speaking With the seven tongues of god we satisfy
...Our mind's darkest eye... And time passes by...
...Faster then it ever passed before
And the greedy generations Have just fulfilled their need
And slowly shadows cover the earth again...
...Taken pictures from the mist... Slowly shadows cover the earth again...
With the voice of the elder we are speaking With the seven tongues of god we satisfy
...Our mind's darkest eye...
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