centuries, they were like flowers, wildly growing,
then wind and dust take over---------
not more wiser we were, quess we saw to much.
Now we're here again, stumbling round,
trying to getmemories clear.
Oh, where the Goddess dwell, the rivers flow in peace,
and the dawn is the worst there is-------
In a golden age, deep in future, we found the last
quardians, and they did'nt turn us back, we talked
to the mountain, and learned a song, that can never,
be sung, so get your powers, where they belong,
don't fool around, the dark powers take without asking.
Oh in the corridors of time, all can be done, there are
always a time for you, and a kiss from the Goddess.
Love is surrounding, the ones that are honest,
every day is a new chance, timeless mirrors
we are, diving forenergy, in the corridors of time,
dancin' through the ages, joining the riders of
delight-----------
Oh, where the Goddess dwell, the rivers flow in peace,
and the dawn is the worst there is------------
Showers ofGraceLight***********
Urus
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