The Nihil - Sweeper
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We’ve arrived to the shores of the ancient land
Where the thunder roams the Eden’s that
Scale to the far off reaches of the west
Past the halls of Odin’s den
We will raid the hills in cover of night
To test the measure of man
We give end to the old ways, birth to the new
May the new world rise again
‘Cause for years we’ve searched through the seas of sand
Looking for gold in this wasted land
Wandering blindly in the breathless night
Waking oddly ‘neath the strangest of skies
She knows who I am she knows where I’ve been
And brings forth a change to all in between
Deep in the Earth your life she will mend
Her mystics work powers men can’t comprehend
Now pray for me when I’ve lost my way
When my heart inside has turned away
From the ones I love so deep
Only she can change the way I feel
Cause for years we’ve plateaud these fields of ice
Searching for something that the mountain hides
Wandering blindly in the breathless night
Waking oddly ‘neath the strangest of skies
But now we’ve found a place to have our feast
Give rise to the Sun and all look to the east
For the essence of this world has no King
Has no King
Where the thunder roams the Eden’s that
Scale to the far off reaches of the west
Past the halls of Odin’s den
We will raid the hills in cover of night
To test the measure of man
We give end to the old ways, birth to the new
May the new world rise again
‘Cause for years we’ve searched through the seas of sand
Looking for gold in this wasted land
Wandering blindly in the breathless night
Waking oddly ‘neath the strangest of skies
She knows who I am she knows where I’ve been
And brings forth a change to all in between
Deep in the Earth your life she will mend
Her mystics work powers men can’t comprehend
Now pray for me when I’ve lost my way
When my heart inside has turned away
From the ones I love so deep
Only she can change the way I feel
Cause for years we’ve plateaud these fields of ice
Searching for something that the mountain hides
Wandering blindly in the breathless night
Waking oddly ‘neath the strangest of skies
But now we’ve found a place to have our feast
Give rise to the Sun and all look to the east
For the essence of this world has no King
Has no King
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