Ophanim
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Lyrics
I gaze at them Four wheels within four wheels. Unknown deific sphere of mysticism, A circle full of eyes around. Black rings of access To erratic conjectures. Beware storms of ordeal Look inside, hallucinate, foresee Portals open wide, From here to eternity Sculptor of our mind's obscurity Tangled in density Cloaked by a veil of mystery The shrine of clarity They sow they reap then forsake Instincts and perseverance, Burned by the "Grace" of commandment, Freedom and acts of reverence Soiled by the hands of unbalance, The sacred serpent of knowledge Perverted by foolish alliances Witness the signs we are Divine
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Song Details
- Duration
- 07:14
- Key
- 6
- Tempo
- 112 BPM