The Seed That Dreamed Of Its Own Creation by Lowen (Band)
The Seed That Dreamed Of Its Own Creation by Lowen (Band)

The Seed That Dreamed Of Its Own Creation

Lowen (Band) * Track #4 On Do Not Go To War With The Demons Of Mazandaran

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The Seed That Dreamed Of Its Own Creation Lyrics

Fire rains down from the sky
The world has gone to hell
The hand of death is at your neck
Do you feel it?

We will die in the mouth of Azhi-Dahaka
From the unripe seed flows poison

The djinn are dancing on the storms
Singing songs of freedom
It travels here on the wind
What do they say?

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