From The Dawn Of Others

It's not that I'm born alone It's not that I'm born alone It's not that I'm born alone Forgotten home the wasteland Wandering soul the rains uncalled for Grown in darkness emerged in soil Oh my lord we were away The worn out skins of men's heart Divine trace of the merciless All my love devours her kiss Oh my lord we were away Men from lungs of unlightened plan Glowing darkness of malice When planting seeds we were away When planting seeds we were away The fated birth behind the truth Skip this purse don't fake this false When planting seeds we were away When planting seeds we were away