Cynic - Adam's Murmur | Текст песни

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Feet to hip
Nave to breast
Throat to brain
And skin arrange

Now we're one soul

From my great arteries
To every blade of grass
A universal path

Being

A primal energy
Where creation is born
On sympathetic chords

Healing

Atoms murmur

A Sanskrit alphabet
On a holy apple tree
With seven flowers...

A hole inside my chest
I tap my heart to test
The harmony within
A merciful creation

Healing Adam's Murmur


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