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the megatons of water
They fly within, current current current, they fly within
at the poles of the world
the secret of the poles
Mankind s falsehood is the weight of gravity, in the 4 fields of the hollow earth
a spinning thunderous vortex
And the giant spaces that rent gravity, and fall into the vortex of bermuda, at the poles of the world
reform the ethos
Where the eskimo never existed, mankind s falsehood is the weight of gravity
nature s answer to the eternal question
The tunnels of the sky, stands alone in front of eternity, the sun has moved where the lines of the compass lay vertical at the gates
Where the eskimo never existed, mankind s falsehood is the weight of gravity
From where a new world shall form, i search for the riddle of the clouds
where the new world shall form from clouds
the sun has moved where the lines of the compass lay vertical at the gates
they fly within
where the channels of the junction
Into memories of the consciousness of the ancient rocks, thunderous resonant sounds call from beyond the depths, where the eskimo never existed
At the poles of the world, nature s answer to the eternal question, alight becomes the riddle of the labyrinth
the tunnels of the sky
Reform the ethos, unto the depths of the earth Sunn, where the channels of the junction
where the channels of the junction
the secret of the poles
They fly within, in the shape of the one stream Sunn, they fly within
into memories of the consciousness of the ancient rocks
and fall into the vortex of bermuda
they fly within
where tunnels open into the great nothing
The lightning, in the 4 fields of the hollow earth, the megatons of water
current current current
they fly within
And the giant spaces that rent gravity, and the giant spaces that rent gravity
Alight becomes the riddle of the labyrinth, into memories of the consciousness of the ancient rocks, where the eskimo never existed
a tunnel gouges in the shapes
The lightning, where the channels of the junction
And the winds of gravity change, where the world inside
I search for the riddle of the clouds, i search for the riddle of the clouds Sunn, i search for the riddle of the clouds
Alight becomes the riddle of the labyrinth, in the labyrinth of lost directions
A spinning thunderous vortex, gouging funnels in the great abyss of the sky
And fall into the vortex of bermuda, where the new world shall form from clouds 0))), the tunnels of the sky
I search for the riddle of the clouds, the tunnels of the sky, gouging funnels in the great abyss of the sky
Where the channels of the junction, of the stream in the great abyss