Lyrics The Monsoon - Havok
The
rains
reached
the
the
land
Like
a
cold
cleansing
hand
Amidst
flaming
fiery
fields
Surrounding
the
saints
of
sand
Water
revives
the
chasms
Sparkling,
cleansing,
healing
Enables
the
human
phantasm
Seeing,
touching,
feeling
The
invigorating
air
Reanimates,
recreates,
energizes
Ocean
floors
and
mountain
lairs
Fuels
our
human
devices
Gaze
far
above
the
clouds
Beyond
your
static
animation
Seek
answers
in
the
soil
and
shrouds
Practice
powerless
meditation
Whenever
wisdom
may
enter
The
obvious
will
suffice
Behold
the
trees
as
your
mentor
Solitude
is
the
price
Rewards
of
isolation
seems
The
vast
beauty
of
the
elements
The
fundamental
constituent
dreams
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