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Crows
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Crows gather
beaks glisten from my own blood
Soulfather
Entranced and cast down by The silent ghost
Soul travel
To walk amoung the dead in high realms
Crow father
Let us stare into the minds eye
His yellow eye
Om
three eyes, unseen, untold
Om
Free me from certain death
Nothing is safe
To feel is the human truth
remain in lackluster
directing in pain
the soul in awe
leave nothing
Nowhere is safe
Volition anchored down
Weary of the world
Impressions of old
wearing out
leave nothing
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Ortega Groningen
Since 2007, Ortega have been exploring the murky depths of humanity's longing for the horizon. Perilous courses which drag
carcasses ashore, sojourns that tell of the bells that chime on the sands below, collisions of doom, sludge and noise that tell tales of abyssal mankind.
Ortega is:
Richard - Vocals & Guitar
Frank - Bass
Alex - Guitar
Sven - Drums
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