Paroles de Becoming The Eye
[Lyrics by: Kristensson, Music by: Sjölund]I heard the last root break,
and the steps nine
I felt the branch that fell
and the slithering snake
Wind from the west - speak
Wind from the east - speak
Wind from the south - speak
Wind from the north - destroy
I saw the wolf coming in the
light of a burning blade
I embraced the end,
deep down the buried water
Devoured were the sun,
by birth another was given
A beautiful burning daughter,
rising proud towards the sky
As the earth trembled,
and the stars they fell
Deep down the buried water,
I shall become the eye Who suffered the flames
and the kingdom of death
or the stillborn of the last breathing two
Them who lived of dew
If so ... I am becoming the eye
Wind from the west - speak
Wind from the east - speak
Wind from the south - speak
Wind from the north - destroy
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