The Lay Of Spatazen Songtext

Today's spirit
Is tomorrows matter,

...And so it was
in the land of giants

Shall we meet
In the spiral dawn?

Or just be food
On the platter?

In the hall of giants
Where gods once dwelt

Away through Vifrost
On Sleipner to ride.

"He is the voice of pentagram, he is the voice of resistance."
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