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See them as they rise
From ancient sands, constructs
They're reaching
Everywhere and nowhere
As they're trampling
On the archetypes
The listener warns
Tension, pain
Fear, violence
It reaches the limit set by
Ageless reason
Tension paints logic's hunts
Pain dances
Lies for the liar
Served without remorse
Like the gifts bring gifts
Altering view
Constant truth
Drained of spirit
By own will
Waruun, waruun
Waruun, waruun
Waruun
Drawn in the dust of morning
Waruun
The violence of the soul
Suicides upon the altars
Of evasion
Feared dissonance kept away
Nails on stone
As darkness descends
Can't find our way out of here
Yet it was built by you
Words on the trap-door
Waruun, waruun
Waruun, waruun
Waruun
Drawn in the dust of morning
Waruun
The violence of the soul
Tension, pain
Fear, violence
Tension, pain
(How could freedom become the cage-maker?)
Fear, violence
(What spoke to the mind-slayer?)
Tension, pain
Fear, violence
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