The lust of air for static and string, sassing soul to empire.
Citadel, dancing nation of sea and bell, sails smooth to the sound of blue ire.
In the Atlantean halls of past tree spire, plays the song of angel lost in the dungeon of old fire.
Citadel, dancing nation of sea and bell, sails smooth to the sound of blue ire.
In the Atlantean halls of past tree spire, plays the song of angel lost in the dungeon of old fire.