Into the Ocean we go
Out of the dusk and further away
We lived in the shadows of our Gods
then we searched for the Demons of Creation
Traveled South towards the Misty Hills
passed the desert of the Secret Rose
We dwelled for centuries in the caves of the Forgotten
but still the wither remains
darkening nights in the cove
a tunnel with no way to get in
The wind is calling us to travel by his side
We drift till we see the Blue Moon rising
Into the Dawn and further inside
Out of the Ocean we fly.
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