Septon - Medeas Chant | Canciones de Rock y Metal Bandas Colombianas
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Septon
Medeas Chant
Shining lights through the condor’s eyes
To behold his beauty lands
Looking down a conquest ride
Artificial minds to subject all easy to find
All the old tribes got alarmed
Holy native blood was spilled around
In the most horrendous awful way
Suddenly the highest mind
Caught in conquest’s hands
Was tied up until he revealed
The gold hidden in the ground of town
Goddess of the waters, meager grieving soul
Grab my hand and take me to where life goes on
Golden waves join bright blue pearls
To be offspring of the conqueror
Looking through the window’s glass
With uncertain eyes
The beauty gal began to cry
‘Cause the highest native fell
Both escaped from there so far away
Avoiding tons of suffering
After a thousands skies and a firstborn child
A black fate cursed their path
The little lad was thrown into the river
Medea threw herself off the cliff behind, to be
Goddess of the waters, meager grieving soul
Grab my hand and take me to where life goes on
Black tears of a firstborn child are drifting
Fading down the river where your heart is arising
Through the quiet nights full of broken stars
A hypnotising sloppy chant
Traveling along the wind
Makes the time stand still
And forcing folks to hear the voice of the
Goddess of the waters, meager grieving soul
Grab my hand and take me to where life goes on
Black tears of a firstborn child are drifting
Fading down the river where your heart is arising
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| Cradle Of Deception | Septon | 2018 |
To behold his beauty lands
Looking down a conquest ride
Artificial minds to subject all easy to find
All the old tribes got alarmed
Holy native blood was spilled around
In the most horrendous awful way
Suddenly the highest mind
Caught in conquest’s hands
Was tied up until he revealed
The gold hidden in the ground of town
Goddess of the waters, meager grieving soul
Grab my hand and take me to where life goes on
Golden waves join bright blue pearls
To be offspring of the conqueror
Looking through the window’s glass
With uncertain eyes
The beauty gal began to cry
‘Cause the highest native fell
Both escaped from there so far away
Avoiding tons of suffering
After a thousands skies and a firstborn child
A black fate cursed their path
The little lad was thrown into the river
Medea threw herself off the cliff behind, to be
Goddess of the waters, meager grieving soul
Grab my hand and take me to where life goes on
Black tears of a firstborn child are drifting
Fading down the river where your heart is arising
Through the quiet nights full of broken stars
A hypnotising sloppy chant
Traveling along the wind
Makes the time stand still
And forcing folks to hear the voice of the
Goddess of the waters, meager grieving soul
Grab my hand and take me to where life goes on
Black tears of a firstborn child are drifting
Fading down the river where your heart is arising
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