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Dormant Lyrics

Black pillars of cracked cobblestone
Venom vines raining down the canopy
Old rituals from cold blooded eras
Dormant
An empty echo
Fuelling the hollow forest
Crawling grounds marching the walls
No foot has be set for the perils ahead
Dormant
Pieces of an ancient hourglass
Scattered amongst the roots
No gold no silver no broken arrow
No time no border no limit to the sky
Dormant
Black trees black mask black sky
Pierced by nails of light
White noise pale sounds grey shadow
No shape or movement is definitive
Dormant
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