Lyrics




My ignorance cast in the mold of all things absolute
I sustain forever my gaze. A stare fixed on the distant
Oblivion
Resting in the inverted state of being dead, non-sensory
Matter
As all the earth, the wind, the fire, the sea behold and
Learn to pity me



Writer(s): Tomas Haake, Marten Hagström, Jens Kidman, Fredrik Thordendal, Marten Hagstrom


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