The Return to Quintessence
Gris (CAN)
What if the light had never been A light that blinds, a light that burns What if the night had never been A night that freezes, a night that fears What if the mountains had never been Mountains so high, mountains so old What if the forests had never been Forests so dark, forests so cold What would it be... To feel the quintessence What would it be... To live the true darkness... The true beginning...