Septic Flesh - Mystic Places Of Dawn

hey lasted as long as a spark shines but their shining was so bright that it was caught forever in the spectre of time. What was a fact became a legend what was reality became a faded canvas in the mausoleum of civilizations. Landscapes of untold antiquity unchanged are calling to an orgy of colours and shapes in a drunkenness with pure fantasy Their names cause awe and awake forgotten senses The eerie valley of PNATH The majestic LEMURIA SARNATH the doomed... and names that echo in the labyrinths and the cavernous dephts of chaos Mystic Places of Dawn Solo : Sotiris Maybe we, ourselves want to forget helping the truth to grow old and be deformed from the wrinkles of uncertainty Afraid where the path backwards will lead us we prefer to be protected under the shelter of ignorance He who stares back through the glass of centuries will also see his reflection. (Solo : Sotiris) The eerie valley of PNATH The majestic LEMURIA SARNATH the doomed... And names that echo In the labyrinths and the cavernous dephts of chaos Mystic Places of Dawn