Dwell The sun is rising over me
I roam long forgotten shores
The pulse of ocean´s in my blood
I sense the first of seven doors
'Dream, death, awakening
Chant the hymns of conjuring
Open wide the gates
Come forth from raging seas
The sky is getting cloudy and dark
A protest of violation
The seas awaken in a rage
It gives me strenght and reason
'Dream, death, awakening
Chant the hymns of conjuring
Open wide the gates
Come forth from raging seas
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