Crown Of Centuries

Primitive was the land and the shades of the moon
Providence, the power gained
The gun, the bullet and the center are going in a race
Primitive was the promise that held the universe
And then we remember sweet death!
For all those who wonder, there is a surface above and there is one below
The practice of the kings salacious yet ribald
The masters of the law
The senses and the sparks
The purgatorial arts
The universe!
The python pulse of heart
Infinity points to the start
Mysterious!

For all those who wonder, there is a surface above and there is one below
The practice of the kings salacious yet ribald
The masters of the law
The senses and the sparks
The purgatorial arts
The universe!
The python pulse of heart
Infinity points to the start
Reminiscence!
For all those who wonder, there is a surface above and there is one below
The practice of the kings salacious yet ribald
The masters of the law
The senses and the sparks
The purgatorial arts.
The universe!
The python pulse of heart
Infinity points to the start
Mysterious!