Damad - Seed | Текст песни

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hard to retrieve
so much has been lost
with a third eye nailed open
to what comes at any cost
while safe in the wait
of hour for hour
comes the exchange
of power for power
and in a numbing awakening
of man over man
lies a hidden grace waiting to regain
the distance gone by to stop and begin
the recycled life that starts from within
war on third from the sun has all but yet begun
conform to deform and now the power of possession
wont give us the weapons weve already lost
war expect a miracle hope and fears gain and lose
and now deform to transform and when it is gone
the seed is never lost
reborn

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