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Storm embrace my body

and among of this

A star guides me across

the darkness

ending remains of my

principles

As if would

have taken a

shroud of

my mind

Rememberings come to me

from the civilizations

of ancestral times

perfect beings

but eternally condemned

teaching the arts and

knowledge

to wake the soul

and blood up

Cain's sons

were the only vestiges

delivered to the profaners

the truth will be hidden

this begin at our time

crafts of the arts

condemned to predate

the soul and blood

Rememberings come to me

from the civilizations

of ancestral times

perfect beings

but eternally condemned

teaching the arts and

knowledge

to wake the soul

and blood up

Cain's sons

were the only vestiges

delivered to the profaners

the truth will be hidden

this begin at our time

crafts of the arts

condemned to predate

the soul and blood

It will be so true

or it will be that time

shroud was only

to summit us

I've given the message

that they hide for

so many times

Ramses second words

Condemned to predate

the soul

lost civilizations

the ancestral times