Waruun - Enslaved

See them as they rise

From ancient sands — constructs

They’re reaching everywhere and nowhere

As they’re trampling on the archetypes

The listener warns

Tension… Pain… Fear… Violence

It reaches the limit set by

Ageless reason

Tension paints logic’s hunts

Pain dances… (with justice)

Lies for the liar served without remorse

Like the gifts bring gifts

Altering view

Constant truth — drained of spirit

By own will

Waruun

Waruun — Drawn in the dust of morning

Waruun — The violence of the soul