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Altered Aeon

Oversættelse: Altered Aeon. Welcome Home.

New paradigm for humanitarian crime A new form of life The legions of science Forming alliance A forged twisted mind, born in this time Enslaved it will

Given a gift of darkness, our coven embraces the heritage Practising forgotten arts, bloodline is the rite of passage Burning can not erase our kin

In dialogue with myself, the answers intrigue me I am the crusher and mender of my memories I ask, I receive, I act eternally I live and I die, transcending

Misguided by the scriptures surrounding religious beliefs Each manipulator a friend of his own deceit Interpretations vary from genius to absurd But

[1/2:] Ending life, through slashes performed twice From both wrists my spirit begins to rise Sinking into the water, candles burning close As the elixir

Waking to a dream, entering the ethereal Gazing, wide awake in the world of the sleeping Clear definitions of dream versus reality shatters Parts of