Chaostar - Underworld Act Iii lyrics

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Spoken:

A millenium passed away, small forests

Became jungles, mountains were devoured from sand

Violently exiled from vast deserts with the help of

Hands

Made from storms. It was as if someone wanted

To erase the traces. The triumphant laughs of

Liberation are forgotten. The world that once

Seemed new and vibrant turned pale and old.

Why?

Maybe because of the strange inhabitants were

To eager to forget the path that led them through.

In their journey they were leaving behind

Not only spoken; not only part of their body

But also part of their mind.

And they became so tired,

All they demanded was to rest.

It wasn't difficult.

There was not any apparent changes.

So a strange kind of sleep.

Fell among the lot

The more they cultivated this habbit.

To seek in the deep matters of Lethargy.

The more their environment changed.

It was a curious transformation.

It was as if someone wanted to erase the traces

However there is one trace that will ever remain.

Week as a whisper it can reopen the way.

Just listen

Your Fathers knew these words by heart even

Those that never crossed, the eerie side.