Inception - Eluveitie

Grannus' healing touch, Cernunnos' beckon

Deo Sucellos' strike, Taranis' piercing roar

Dandelions floating like snow, witness the eternal laws of nimiety

Every single, every single one is numbered

Not one is forgotten

Every single one is just one more in Sucellus' hand

Infinitesimal and evanescent, infinitesimal and evanescent

Distant echoes ring out, exalting the unseen

Ancient mountains serenely bode the vast

All deriding the pompous futile that will be burnt to ashes and be washed away

Is it sempiternal, yet sanctifying

Waters and fires are to come

Every single, every single one is numbered

Not one is forgotten

Every single one is just one more in Sucellus' hand

They teach that the soul does not descend to the silent land of Erebus and the

sunless realm of Dis below

But that the same breath still governs the limbs in a different world

If their tale be true, death is but a point in the midst of perpetual life

The ephemeral will fade, the futile will be washed away

Wounds will be healed and questions will be answered

Creation cleansed for a brand new day

Evanescent, minor and small

Insignificant, will become a little star to shine for those to come,

for those to come