Through the crests of open oceans
As the heavens plunge the earth
A soaring flight in breathless torment
Condor soul observes its birth
The dreaded dream
As the claw grips
And you float
Condor
Blue flame ignite the Black Sea
Let torrents crush the earth
Opened chests, a scarred landscape
The sand that clenches thirst
Condor
Condor
Condor
[The fever]
Through the crests of open oceans
As the heavens plunge the earth
Soaring flight in breathless torment
Condor soul observes its birth
The dreaded dream
As the jaw snaps
And you float
Condor
Condor
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