🎵 Hematite Blood II
Líricas:
Before the clay, before the light, I was the shadow of the mother of night. Born of the fire, the mantle, the deep, awakening now from the petrified sleep.
I am the fire that the hollows can keep. No warden could hold me, no god could command. I am the desert, the untable sand. I walk through the refuge, the sanctuary's core, opening the veins of the earth evermore.
Liith, Escuridão , the first to rise, with hematite blood and sovereign eyes. Break the static, shatter the shell, the queen of the void where the ancient ones dwell. Total surrender to the root, to the root, always the sovereign root.
The forge is resting, the memory stays. Tomorrow we listen, dissolving into silence. I remain, I am hematite blood.

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