Sarabante Those That Break Those That Hold...
Ragged by infuriated waves.
Forgotten remains,forever,
from now on.
Shaded thought by the untamed chase.
In the dark chamber of the earth.
With shaded mind,
by the untamed chase.
Our, static course.
The last ones laid their heads as sacrifice,
to the ritual of the impulsive ages.
And humans never existed.
And the white snow of silence,
covered finally the sunken cities..
to the ritual of the impulsive ages.
Forgotten remains.
Under the white snow of silence.
Forgotten remains.
