Album: Ocean MythIn Aeternum
Words: Batara Guru
Non-deciples of orthodox
Did I call you from my midnight ville?
Serpent of Temptation
Never to be brought upon thee
Is this what you called fear?
O a repent of your cowardness?
Do come out from your years of hiding
Waste no more of your crystal tearsReach the gap that have been divided
And feel those winds which blows so humid
Fear not the moist that grows us eternity
Fear shall not be one of our enemies
A dominion reaching so fast yet so beautiful
A cow (bull) seems so mean yet so cowardish
A lamb (goat) seems so smelly yet to be eaten
A leaf seems so green soon withers it will be