Mythopoeia - Flames EO (Behind The Mysterious Peaks) lyrics

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Face of born is flaying down to depths

Spiral feeds fire of sun

Gods float by oceans of worlds

Nakedness of staining is palting the heavenly

Hard touches by words of rebellion

Circles are hold into cosmic vibrations

Brown past scatters the flames

Bosom of earth receives combined passions

Myths are circling in a curve of light

White flowers were beat by animalness of doms

Fruits of spirit of grace drifts

Lightly filler, space of flame EO