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Roots of the Mountain

Enslaved (NOR)
Approaching life
from the seeds of time.
Cosmic pulse,
aeons of chaos.

Feel the flames,
the streams of life below.
Feel the flames
that blinds your inner eye.

Seek and find what
lingers deep inside.
Seek and find but do
not try to understand.

Spread the wings
and fly into your mind.
Spread the wings and find
the eagle in the sky.

Find the source,
the ancient passion play.
Find the source,
the roots of the mountain.

Hark, men of faith!
Where were you when
your children bled to death?

Listen, men of law!
Where were you when
the mothers were slain?

Feel the flames,
the streams of life below.
Feel the flames
that blind your inner eye.

Seek and find what
lingers deep inside.
Seek and find but do
not try to understand.

Hark, men of faith!
When you set fire to the fields
the grass grew stronger.

Listen, men of law!
When you turned from life
the flames endured.

Leave order,
the fiend of the earth.
The self is all you've got!

Enter life on the
waves from the void,
behold the ancient roots.

And the battles shall forever go on,
with peace comes our certain doom.
The mother will love as she hates.
Where there is life, you will die!

Approaching life,
aeons of chaos!

Feel the flames,
the streams of life below.
Feel the flames
that blinds your inner eye.

Seek and find what
lingers deep inside.
Seek and find but do
not try to understand.

Spread the wings
and fly into your mind.
Spread the wings and find
the eagle in the sky.

Find the source,
the ancient passion play.
Find the source,
the roots of the mountain.