Return To Zooathalon Instrumental


Instrumental version

Fading in the twilight of a modern glow, a stealth cause proceeds by candlelight. Vandals slow to reach their quarters, their whiplash to extend, burning the hedges at the borders until the ashes reducing the embers end. But cut it to the bone and you won’t be alone, the camels will find you and take you home. This Ampersand (&) is my right hand, RETURN TO ZOOATHALON, and you’ll understand.

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