Qantice Head Over Worlds Lyrics

The air is gathering cells
There's a force awakening a spell
Back up of the ancient being that
Was me

Streaming worlds along my way
Onslaught of memories gone astray
Over a land that is never ending

Synnaxis, the dimension
Where my will to shape
Can be read
Space I feel, in my vision
Whatever I conceive
Can be made

If I recoiled
If the frame sent me back Should I still grope my way in the dark
If I recalled
If I knew what I lack
Would I forever reel on the track

Come to you, friends of the Haven
Rest by you, and I'm gone

If I recoiled
If the frame sent me back
Should I still grope my way in the dark
If I recalled
If I knew what I lack
Would I forever reel on the track

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