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Roots
06:07
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My eyes are dwelling to see the light
But grey towers rise above
Like fists that want to reach the Sun
And stop our spirits to fly up high.
All roots have been thrown away
And our blood stained
By spots of isolated minds
That forgot about the land.
My hands are stretching to feel the grass
But all I touch are needles
To remind me how far I am
From the little I needed in the past.
El ciment s'ens engull
Allunyant-nos de la terra
I ens ho mirem amb els ulls morts.
No sentim res per ella
I els pensaments es dispersen
En un horitzó de mentides i oblits.
El ciment s'ens engull
Allunyant-nos de la terra
Mentre ens creiem més i més forts.
Trencat el vell vincle
Benvinguda condemna
Amb uns somriures plens d'horror.
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Pirene
06:40
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Trapped between two large seas
Scape the jaws, to find misery
Three-head giant, dethrone the queen
Hidden in fields of burning trees.
And from her tomb
A mountain will rise
In memory
Of our dismal life.
Trapped between love and death
There’s no way but cease to exist
In a world that strangles the neck
Of the hope that cannot rebirth.
There are no rocks
Enough to hide
The shame created
By human pride.
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Aloja
07:17
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Now I can just look with my eyes,
By the veil that man have set
Over the truth that underlie
The desperate cry of a diying nature.
All is burned by the flames of greed,
Darkened, it suffers,
While my hands start to bleed
Covering the water in darkness.
But I'm only the hope
That some humans deserve.
I feel how my body emerges leaving behind the shame
Of having my power slept, for centuries forgotten.
Feet on the ground a step
The lives that have been there
All that I surround once withered
Awake as I'm along.
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Tretze Vents
07:42
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Pel vessant més fred
On les llums no arriben
Ocells envolten el cim
I a sobre, elles criden.
Reunides a l’estany
Invoquen tempestat.
Tretze cops i tretze vents
Bufen a maleir
La vall dels homes que
Les volen destruir.
Mira bé, per allà on vas
Entre les branques vigilen
La teva ment, un pas en fals
Està a les seves mans.
La mirada cau sobre la pell
Les cendres volen cim a d’alt
Enfosqueixen tot el cel
Els crits mai s’apagaran.
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Black Hounds
05:09
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Something waits,
Red eyes at night,
Dark thoughts obsess,
The evil beasts arise.
Spirits trapped in the past
They can live after we die
Blood is what make them last
The evil beasts alive.
Black Hounds over the Low Field
Black Hounds overwhelm the feel
They smell your destiny
For an awful doom.
Nail the fangs deep through the veins
Tries to scream but't's too late
Men or sheeps share destinies
Flocks will fall anyway
Fear consume those still alive.
Running through paths of time
Words have been forgotten
To name such a fear
As to feel anything real.
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Solstici
07:23
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The Sun shines in the sky
For long blaze its rays
New lifes born from the ground
Cosmic eye protects us.
Lay down, light starts to fall
It hides by the horizon
Bonfire, the spirits purify
Before it sets the night.
In darkness we fable
With the sons of the stars
Dancing in madness
Around magic fires.
The spark flies
The Moon falls
The night will end
Spirits descend
New days will come
The Sun gets older
Darkness will reign
Over and over again...
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