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Buried (Asgaroth)

There I stood buried in the sand As it rose in front of my eyes As it rose in front of my mind Those 20 eyes staring into the onsome I'm buried I'm choking And upon his loins, thirsty beasts Bearing the burden of pain In those faces Through his hands enchanted for my please, As I creep beneath the graven soil Will I even understand? What it ever meant?