Meditation I

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Our mighty blaze is growing
Our great wheel is turning
this great prison of ice, bearing down no more
we're free from winter, we're free to soar

Now Approaching the apex
On these outskirts of empire
Our wild voices
howl with our drums
Our sight becomes manifest

This iron age has come to an end
This is the birth of our new world

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from Demo, released February 5, 2016

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