Из альбома: The Power of a New Aeon: Musical Impressions of the Tarot

Be prepared:
I shall not make way for thee
But thou shalt make way for me!

I am not the one
Whom hath planted future's seeds
But reap upon the ground of this moment
So I may peel away life's clarity
And slice thy previous intentions into tiny dreams

Demise:
An absolution of what once was

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