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• Artiste: Ignea
• Titre: Disenchantment
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We saw it coming, betrayals are part of this world Yet without doubts, we brought you our precious inmost Living in balance, divine and terrestrial realms Were like reflections but now the connection is trapped Fire of life was a gift that we put to your legs You chose to use it for death We had enough of your worships, we now do not care May other gods hear you pray Flame has a soul, electrical sparks are a void Messed with creation but ultimately you destroy Wires are bonds of your foolish and blasphemous minds You're still below, we're up high Fire of life was a gift that we put to your legs You chose to use it for death We had enough of your worships, we now do not care May other gods hear you pray When artificial light is off When you are burned by the watts you loved When you return to your origins, we'll be far away When grounds are covered with dust of war When you are dying from freezing cold You will return to inception, but we'll be far away