Текст песни ROOT - The Mysterical Words Of The Wise
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Текст песни ROOT - The Mysterical Words Of The Wise
During the sleep like Black Butterfliesthey'll come flyingThe old secrets they whisper to us.The Magic Words out of the Space springingGlowing fog - the Silver temple.Covered with dust, bones of the old Wisemen( )Sing a song of their ancient ancestors.The Magi understand the mysterious wordsThey paint Signs - the parchment turns yellow.But still we are at a deep sleepWe don't know the Words for waking up.The Beam of Eternity makes us sleep - why?The mind is alive - cold frost.But one time the Mystical Wordswill come to life(Men en dag vil de Mystiske Ordene komme till live)wake up the Demons break the peace(vekke Demonene bryte freden)