Laulunsanoja:
The Interbeing Edge Of The Obscure

: Something tells me I'm not awake But I'm sceptical. Drifting into a domain where shadows take shape and regulate. I've been here before and will stand

: [Instrumental]

Something tells me I'm not awake But I'm sceptical. Drifting into a domain where shadows take shape and regulate. I've been here before and will stand

Faltering into the entity of time, I see the prospect of your wrongs. The end consoled in the clarity of sorrow? Of the fated. Witness the turn of tide