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• Artiste: Place Of Skulls
• Titre: The Maker
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Foundations of time from the first Earth age You breathed life into each and every soul Before the child conceived, the plan was secure A life no law of man can claim or hold We expose our pride in what we perceive as wise And take the new life into our own hands Without regard for the blessed new heartbeat The machine we created cuts the silver strand We won't be distracted by the same life we hold to With our goals and desires we strive to achieve In our self-proclaimed right for power over life We now find more value in the trees In the end our human will won't be done Though thru time we deceive ourselves to believe And the blood that we spilled, the dreams that we killed In those fractured wombs we'll one day grieve