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letra de 300 years old - satariel

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there’s got to be a reason
there’s got to be a meaning
for all this effort marked
by centuries of questions and doubts

i was blinded, turned deaf to speech
my hair turned grey, my flesh a rot
every thought stillborn and my soul turned bliss

for i know nothing
the gods resented my plead
thus i turned three hundred years old
without having learned anything

all this pondering, it’s made me sway
all this to make out the one final question

i was blinded, turned deaf to speech
my hair turned grey, my flesh a rot
every thought stillborn and my soul turned bliss

for i know nothing
the gods resented my plead
thus i turned three hundred years old
without having learned anything

in dark and lonely hours
i sought to find the heart of our creation
never could i dream of what
i found by the greatest hexagram

for i know nothing
the gods resented my plead
thus i turned three hundred years old
without having learned anything

the thesis of god, the search for magick
made me at first seek, then bow to a truth i didn’t want to know

for i know nothing
the gods resented my plead
thus i turned three hundred years old
without having learned anything

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