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Sanatçı: The Moth Gatherer

albüm: Esoteric Oppression


The time and gold in our hands
Spectral concepts, illusive and grand
Dead eyes stare at the vertical flood
The bones are soaked and starts to drift
The eyes of the child tells what lies ahead
A spectral light touched the numb
I was there when the current died
An eerie glow on strange beings in a fractured world
Now I stand in darkness
Watching as the worlds collide
I wish that I could return
But I am the sun, the finite mass
And I need to burn

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