Bjarm - Cycle | Текст песни

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Madness.
Eternal change of destruction and a matter reconstruction.
Searching of reply.
What for is it? The grin of God could serve as the answer.
For what to live?
For the sake of what to die?
All will be repeated again.
All value of existence is lie!

To stop movement of stars.
Reality without time.
In it there is a sense.
Dead beauty of heathlands
in rime! Giant - the ancestor.
Symbol of the static world.
He will embrace all real,
And will be forever kept in
cold!

To turn back.
To change rules
Of divine game.

But we a part of this world and we die every day.
At night we revive so again and again.
You can not bring the creations to complete.
Advance. What sense is in it?

Cyclic quest.
You will not find rest.

But we a part of this world and we die every day.
At night we revive so again and again.
You cannot bring the creations to complete.
Advance. What sense in it?
You will break up to atoms, sooner or later.
But they remain the same matter.
They have absorbed a pain of your mind.
Also become a part of new kinds.

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