Genre: Progressive/Technical Death Metal
With burned shoulders and homeland behind
Heading to the unknown
The faithful shadow of the old friend
Leaving in a yellow robe
Skinny and forlorn anchorite
Follows the inner river
An integral part of the nature
Into eternity he goes, he knows the primordial truth
He is Cranium King not introvert
He is Cranium King not extrovert
He doesn't need air to breathe
Heart rate is silent and slow
Pronouncing the magical word ''Om''
He sits quiet and calm
He is Cranium King not extrovert
He is Cranium King not introvert
Cranium King he's not introvert
Cranium King he is extrovert
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