From the recording Drops from the Core

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Tiny deaths, poison of Bacchus to evoke and to sleep in abyss, cleansed through the open doors
There is a home inside, there is a less to find
Journey of a man turning back to find the new
Healing ceremony
Whirl of a holy
Gypsy warheads of love
Sailing with myth of love
Borders to brake the same in all and all, what’ s special?
True connection without a word of blur, a motive
Nothing to share, nothing to see, move further on
Ask me anything, like grass it grows through stone

Music by Mika Jaatinen.
Lyrics by Henrik Korpela.
Arranged by R&B.