Orphanage - At The Mountains Of Madness
... the lavas that restlessly roll Their sulphurous currents down Yaanek
In the ultimate climes of the pole
That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek
In the realms of the boreal pole...
itнs been not so long I accidently sold
my former frame of reference to the cold
thinking back, remembering, my tale seems so unreal
Iнm closed up but the time has come to reveal
anxious, also ignorant, my investigative mind
had led me there and led me to be so blind
haunted are the mountains, I plead for your restraint
or hope for menнs survival will be faint
all my days are nightmares and memories haunt my brain
my former mind of knowledge has gone insane
youнll never hear this twice лcause once I had seen
the sheen that filled the sky soon Iнd die the mounts drew the bounds
and I climbed one step too high soon Iнd die
the cold that had enwrapped my heart is bound to freeze my eyes
the truth that seemed on our side had covered all with lies
take off my hands, take off my feet take off my ears,
rip out my tongue but donнt hurt my mind, donнt hurt my sense
donнt hurt my intellectual powers
what is frozen you donнt feel, what hurts is what you lose
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In the ultimate climes of the pole
That groan as they roll down Mount Yaanek
In the realms of the boreal pole...
itнs been not so long I accidently sold
my former frame of reference to the cold
thinking back, remembering, my tale seems so unreal
Iнm closed up but the time has come to reveal
anxious, also ignorant, my investigative mind
had led me there and led me to be so blind
haunted are the mountains, I plead for your restraint
or hope for menнs survival will be faint
all my days are nightmares and memories haunt my brain
my former mind of knowledge has gone insane
youнll never hear this twice лcause once I had seen
the sheen that filled the sky soon Iнd die the mounts drew the bounds
and I climbed one step too high soon Iнd die
the cold that had enwrapped my heart is bound to freeze my eyes
the truth that seemed on our side had covered all with lies
take off my hands, take off my feet take off my ears,
rip out my tongue but donнt hurt my mind, donнt hurt my sense
donнt hurt my intellectual powers
what is frozen you donнt feel, what hurts is what you lose
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