[00:00.21]Reality was stirred
[00:32.36]Like a fog inhaled at the fringe of the eyesight
[00:35.61]Coalescent just long enough for the rapture
[00:38.52]He is no longer alone
[00:55.11]Gifted with a costly talent
[01:22.74]Chosen to perpetuate the old craft
[01:25.44]A forced farewell for the youth
[01:33.93]Meet the Henchmen before whose path walls dissolve
[01:42.18]Gone gathering words and a little scare in its prime
[01:44.82]Coven hived within mountains like termites in wood
[01:49.23]Alcove bound carnations in wait
[01:50.88]The static regimen
[01:52.29]Taken away from infancy
[01:55.71]The static regimen
[01:56.43]Non corporal drill to walk the other side
[01:58.02]The static regimen
[02:01.14]The egregore's achieved
[02:03.45]Whence just promising pupils
[02:08.69]A vocation stirred awake
[02:14.16]A hand came from out of life
[02:19.14]As if dragged across the mirror
[02:47.52]Remembrances of an old self
[02:54.87]Like guide slopes in the descent to carnation
[03:00.18]The routine of the scare
[03:00.96]A training attuned with millennia
[03:04.98]The mission ends as feelings return
[03:06.39]The ectoplasm dispersed the egregore vanished
[03:21.09]Subliminate long enough to play the pawns
[03:25.98]The ectoplasm dispersed the egregore vanished
[03:38.67]Subliminate long enough to give kings will