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Echoes of Ancient Highways: Vundabar's Enigmatic Journey
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Lyrics

Now every time I close my eyes

Reflecting on past experiences or memories, possibly with a sense of introspection.

To this ghostly enterprise

Describing a mysterious or eerie endeavor or undertaking.

Harken back to that cult of death

Recalling a group or culture associated with death and perhaps dark practices.

Recalling the first word ever said

Remembering the origin of communication, possibly hinting at the significance of the first spoken word.

In that word there sat a seed

Suggesting potential beginnings or origins, using a seed as a metaphor for creation.

From a seed sprung a machine

Describing the growth or evolution of something from a small starting point.

From a machine a muttered speech

Referring to the development of language or communication, starting from a machine-like sound.

But the form exceeds what it means

Highlighting a discrepancy between the form or appearance and the actual meaning or significance.


I ran around those ancient highways

Revisiting locations with historical significance, possibly suggesting a journey through time.

I went down to that time of lore

Returning to a time characterized by traditions, legends, or stories of the past.

I swam on out in that brackish water

Engaging in an immersive experience, possibly surrounded by a mixture of elements from the past.

Mosaic of all come before

Describing a combination or mosaic of various influences from preceding times.


Dip me under different water

Expressing a desire for a transformative experience or immersion in a different environment.

Wrap me up and take me home

Seeking comfort or solace and a return to a familiar place or state.

Filled with hope wrapped in useless armor

Feeling optimistic but acknowledging the futility of protective measures.

You're my friend now find my foe

Addressing a relationship where a friend is asked to identify or confront an adversary.


I ran around those ancient highways

Repeating the theme of revisiting ancient paths, possibly emphasizing the cyclical nature of experiences.

And I went down to those roots of lore

Returning to the origins or fundamental aspects of traditions or stories.

A river came and knocked me sideways

Encountering a disruptive force that alters one's course or perspective.

An ancient tree becomes a boat

Transforming something old or ancient into a vessel for new experiences or journeys.

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