Dolorvotre - DMT | Текст песни

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• Dolorvotre
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Grandeur glory;
Kosmic distinction, magnificence...
Manifest centuries of sacred shaman visions,
D.M.T. in our lungs increasing senses with exhale,
A sudden rush to the stars...
My eyes closed
I am now in the presence of the creator
Master Teacher Warrior
With scales of stars and tones
I have seen you before
In the history of the south
"Continue your journey my son
I hae taught you well,
Now spread my will"
15 minutes
neverending
As I rise from my body & accept the peril of the chosen ones...

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