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spoken:in lands prisitine you'll find that which possesses the weak of mindthroughout our feeble domainthe human transgretions of waste and decaythe stains of bloodhave marked our wayambitions surpassed by ever greater "deeds"inside of every man's heart could lie the seeds of temperance instead,the mongers amassin endless processionwith steel and sealit calls!ingrained in our creeddisease of possessionregression through needSongtextein lands prisitine you'll find that which possesses the weak of mindwith gaze and glare and lured within, one blinding faith they followthe dreams of unposessed repressing ancient valuesand when hearts fail, forgotten of needthrow down the shackles - humanity's greed!seek out the essence that's left to us pureabandon on claims, surrender land's lure Aus Songtexte Mania