Mencea - Elders | Текст песни

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Call them back

Protoplasmic
Limbs twirl
In darkness enshrouded

Pristine eves
Peek between
Cracks in dimensions

Slithering woe
Crawling up so slow
Light bearing gapes its maw
Rising from below
So slow
It's so slow

Shadows move
Carved caves with contorted shape


Perverted
The curling tunnels run through each other

The old ones wait
The old ones
The old ones wait
The old ones

Woe
Slithering woe
Crawling up so slow
Light bearing gapes its maw
Rising from below
Light comes so slow
It's so slow

The old ones wait
The old ones
The old ones wait
The old ones

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