Towering above the underground rivers
The archaic fountain,
The place of cult to water,
Now rest under the rotten trees.
Cleansing the roots of the earth
The veins of the oldest goodness,
Mother of nature and life
Radiating lines of energy towards the universe.
Ancestral warnings,
The black sun over the dawn
Hidden behind the fields of ferns
The sacred womb.
The sacred womb.
Enslaved by the ancient lineage
Dead in time.
Hidden by modern society
Ashes is all that remains.

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