As the planet returns to the galactic center All things will change, as we have known Praise to the destiny that we hold near The end of misery Of this solar sun The call of distant galaxies Echoes within our blood As the ring of water rises into our sins Cleansing the death as the sun rises in the west Our blood turns to blue Our past put to rest Prost alle Prost Prost zu totenfest Prost alle Prost Prost zu totenfest
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