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Communic

Genres: Metal

At Dewy Prime Lyrics - Communic

The vision was a test of deprived physical strength 

Dipped in the ocean to be born again 

My soul was naked without a surface 

Then fingers folded around me and gave me a shell 

 

This ship on its travel carried meaningful thoughts 

Traveled over me and left their minds 

Then a shadow unbound me and stretched me with skin 

And adorned my soul with the memories of them, them 

 

Sailor, sailor burning bright 

On the stormy sea at night 

Golden heart and undying pride 

Their heart lies buried in a bay of Norway 

 

Bring back the memories 

Bring me back in time 

Bring back the colors 

And the scent of meadow lands 

 

Bring back the memories 

Bring me back in time 

Bring back the colors 

And the scent of meadow lands 

 

At dewy prime 

Bring back the souls of the dead 

At dewy prime 

Bring back the souls 

 

At dewy prime 

Bring back the souls of the dead 

At dewy prime 

Bring back the souls 

 

Bring me back in time to their homeland 

Bring back their souls together with me 

Bring back their souls to their homeland 

Bring me back in time together forevermore 

 

In remembrance of this kind 

That once came to round our land 

What immortal hand of time 

Made a frame and locked the symmetry 

 

Our eyes contemplated 

A transmission to the soul 

Spectacle of this universe 

The night veils its sadness in bloom 

 

One day will come 

Suppress all the dark thoughts 

Spirits of our destructive time 

Even into plains of ether 

 

Bring back the memories 

Bring me back in time 

Bring back the colors 

And the scent of meadow lands 

 

Bring back the memories 

Bring me back in time 

Bring back the colors 

And the scent of meadow lands 

 

At dewy prime 

Bring back the souls of the dead 

At dewy prime 

Bring back the souls 

 

At dewy prime 

Bring back the souls of the dead 

At dewy prime 

Bring back the souls 

 

Bring me back in time to their homeland 

Bring back their souls together with me 

Bring back their souls to their homeland 

Bring me back in time together forevermore 

 

The vision was a test of deprived physical strength 

Dipped in the ocean to be born again 

My soul was naked without a surface 

Then fingers folded around me and gave me a shell 

 

This ship on its travel carried meaningful thoughts 

Traveled over me and left their minds 

Then a shadow unbound me and stretched me with skin 

And adorned my soul with the memories of them 

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